So, this morning we awoke to three inches of unexpected snow. I love the snow, I really do…but today, in a Daylight Savings maladjusted daze, when I was leaving for work and it was still dark out at 7am, and I had to clean off my car yet again, I was not even a little bit excited.
Maybe it’s because I was so spoiled in the snow last weekend, maybe because it seems to snow mostly in the city lately and ignore the mountains, or maybe because it’s supposed to rain and melt all my snow in the mountains this weekend, but I was pretty much over it today. And instead of snow I have been dreaming about these days in the Philippines:
Lest I become too whiny, the sun did come out this afternoon and it’s supposed to be 70 degrees on Friday. In March. A mile high. And I am planning to enjoy every single second of that!