Okay, I'm going to try a different tactic. Ten days ago, I was whining about the snow and it didn't get me anywhere, because we've had it off and on since then, and yesterday was no different. Except that we got enough that it covered the ground and just about everything else. The news announced last night that this just may be the coldest April on record. Like this is some wonderful achievement or something.
This is pathetic, is what it is.
But I'm pathetic for complaining about it, too. How many times have I told my kids when they were growing up, "Well, you can't do anything about it, so quit whining." So I'm officially declaring a moratorium on grumbling about the cold and snowy weather around here until next November or so. And I'm going to go with the flow of things, which right now is all about snow.