When will it end?

I'm looking out my back window and watching the snow fly.  There is a streetlight by the lake that is illuminated at 12:30 PM.  There are a couple of ladybugs (or ladybug-like creatures) crawling around my window panes.  My place is a mess and I have approximately 17 loads of laundry to do.  I have a solid gross of NCAA bracket sheets to attack.  Work tonight is likely to be crazy busy, judging from the way this week has gone.  I'm woefully behind in my prep for my fantasy baseball auction. 

Ugh.

Spring, when will you arrive to break Winter's icy grip?

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I think that it might have been appropriate that my Pandora station was playing Bob Dylan's "Workingman's Blues" while I was writing this.  True story.

Comments

[karah]

I love that song.

[Kelly]

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