Ice was this week’s weather event.  Lots of ice.  Everywhere.  Skating rinks on the driveways, on the sidewalks and in the streets.  They closed our office today because the roads were so bad.  But they didn’t close the schools.  I will never understand the rationale behind the school district’s decisions to close the schools, delay opening (which they did today) or leave the schools open.  The roads were treacherous – the town went so far as to issue a warning to residents not to drive, but that message apparently didn’t reach the superintendent of schools.   While we were at the bus stop this morning, a large tree branch came crashing down about 50 feet from where the kids were all waiting.  Close call.

Despite the dangers of walking, driving or even standing outside today, I admit I was happy that Chloe and Sophie had school because their absence enabled me to work from home, which I otherwise wouldn’t have been able to do.   And I had a productive day.  Much more productive than when I’m in the office.

Apparently, we may actually see some sun tomorrow.  An amazing and rare thing this winter.  But alas!  It’s not to last.  Yet more snow and crappy weather is expected Friday into Saturday.  I wonder if we’ll ever see grass again.  Haven’t seen any since December.

I’ve said it before and I’m going to say it again, there’s a reason I don’t live in Alaska or Montana or North Dakota or the Yukon Territory or the Canadian province of Saskatchewan.  I hate winter.  The snow stopped being pretty and fun and cute the day our trip to Vegas was cancelled six weeks ago.  That  freakin’ groundhog had better be right about an early spring this year.  Or I’m going to sue him.  I swear.