It could be worse - you could me right now. I keep forgetting I have snow tires, having not had them for 50 some odd years. They're in our shed - warm, clean and snug in a plastic bag. I've got an appointment to have them put on next week which doesn't help me right now, but it is what it is. I think I can remember what it's like careening the state without them.
Fortunately, being a freelancer has its benefits during times like this. I can work from home. I don't have to travel until tomorrow. In the meantime, cheer up! Maybe, just maybe, this storm will clear out tonight and leave in its wake a uniquely-silent-other-worldly-city-snow-walkabout, where the only sound is that of the breathless cursing by snow shovelers. On the other hand, you might be pitted against the maniacal-fire-breathing-snow-throwing-iron-dragons that are our city plow trucks. Be careful out there.
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