It snowed again today - heavy and wet.  I know it won’t last long because the temperatures aren’t going to even get down as far as freezing for the rest of the week.  But goddamn, I’m tired of this - whinewhinewhine…

Heh :)

Clearly, Goldie knows what to do on a day like this!

Me, I knit on the second tote in an admittedly lazy fashion - a few rounds here, a little TV, another couple of rounds, pet the cat, etc…

Cocoa spent the day chewing up her cardboard toys between naps.  I guess there’s something about a snowy day that makes for a sleepy feeling all around :)

The weather critters are promising us some sun for tomorrow.  I’m keeping my fingers crossed: I so want to see the sun.  And I’m absolutely desperate to get the windows open again!  When the apartment is shut up for winter, some tiny (but loud!) part of me always feels like it is suffocating.  I know spring is coming - there’s a whole fringe of green coming up on the side of my dad’s house, the temperatures are going up if slowly and reluctantly and hell, we’re into daylight savings time.  An artificial marker it may be, but a marker it is never the less.

So why is it the closer spring gets, the more impatient I am for it to arrive?