I just came back from dinner. We had snow, now rain. It’s heavier than I anticipated, but it’s rain–that’s the important part. I don’t want/need a busted forecast.
Winter is like a bad relationship that seems tolerable in the beginning and then deteriorates. By the time you get to February the two of you (you and winter) are no longer speaking. Parts of winter you might have found cute earlier are annoying. There are no redeeming qualities. None!
We are taking a short cruise to the Bahamas beginning Saturday. It cannot come soon enough.