So this morning I get up and go start my coffee, walking by the three windows which have the blinds open (being on the fifth floor with not many other similarly "tall" buildings in the neighborhood, no one can really see in, so I never close the living room or kitchen blinds). While my coffee is brewing I get dressed and when I go back to the kitchen I hear a very familiar sound outside, one that I wasn't expecting. It was that scraping sound of a snow shovel.
But certainly it didn't snow? Ah, but it did! In fact, we got a good 4 or so inches overnight! What a fun surprise! And I was so clueless this morning that I didn't even notice. This is what we get for getting so cocky about the near-70 degree weather on Friday. (Although I thought we already paid for that with the bitter winds of Saturday.)
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