|This was the view from my front door this morning. Really.|
Maybe I shouldn't have complained so loudly about how ugly the slush is and how much work will need to be done to clean up Lucy's mess in the yard once the snow melts. Maybe I shouldn't have thought about going for a run this morning after taking so much time off to be sick.
If you need me, I will be under my blankie on the couch knitting a sock and sipping tea today.