Off the Cliff

Post Secret has been snowed out. Alas. While I'm a little sorry for the eastern seaboard, I'm also grateful that someone else is getting hit with it this year. I enjoy those dry sidewalks, thank you very much. I like being able to bike, I'm happy I don't have to wear my pinchy new boots, I'm relieved that my dodgy shoulder and back muscles aren't shovelling 8-10 cm of snow every three days, and I resent the 3cm/ inch and change we're in for on Wednesday.

Because a lot of last Wednesday's 2 cm is still lying about and turning into ice in front of the houses of people who expect God to clear their walks for them.