And then depression set in

Anyone who has been reading this blog lately is aware of my burning desire to get winter done with and move on to more important things. Like.. oh, fishing. Well, Mother Nature considered my comments of that sort to be rather impudent and has reminded me, and everyone within a 100 mile radius, who is really in charge.

The Snow Miser was granted freedom to do what he does best. Within 12 hours, our previously brown landscape has been turned into a blustery white tundra. I wouldn't be a bit surprised to see a Coca-Cola polar bear Christmas commercial being filmed outside my door. My usual 5 minute work commute was turned into an hour stop and go drive on the highway. But at least I could keep myself occupied by counting the cars in the ditch. I lost count around 20. This is one of those days where the investment I made 4 years ago in a car with all-wheel drive and snowtires has definitely paid off.

It's so nasty outside that my cellular service is currently down. I feel like Bill Murray in Groundhog Day asking the telephone operator if it's snowing in space.

So here we are, two and a half weeks from Opening Day, and hit by the worst storm we've seen in years. I'm sorry, Mother Nature.