Wasn't dreaming of a white Christmas

[flowerofsin]

I am dreading having to plow my way out of the mess that heaped up overnight. Gone are the days when I enjoyed digging through the cold and wet. Being a kid at play is worlds away from an adult being forced to shovel a ton of snow. Eh, I guess I don't completely hate the stuff. It always seems quiet & peaceful after a snow. You can enjoy it until you realize that you're freezing your knickers off.

Posted over at Know The Chill on Dreamwidth.