Inconvenience Powder

[dragonlady7]

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I got ten inches of snow and falling, at my house. The road isn’t plowed. The main drag is a tenth of a mile away, but I can’t see if it’s been plowed. Work is seven miles away, and the snowfall is heavier that direction. 

I have to leave now to get there on time on a good day, but I am very emphatically Not Going To Bother. I’m-a still go in, if they don’t institute a driving ban, but I am not going to hurry. 

We’ve done well this winter, it’s just– ugh. Ugh. Uuuuugggghhhhh. 

The later I wait the worse it’s going to get, but, it’s going to snow nonstop until this evening. So it’s not like hurrying my ass in to work is going to help; I’m still going to have to fight my way home through a hideous Siberian hellscape. 

I guess Winter had a little bit of fuck-you left in it. 

I’m telling myself that once the plow goes down my street, then I’ll get off my ass and shovel. But c’mon. Ugh. 

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Our snow has turned to rain.