days_unfolding

We're in the middle of a major snow storm. It's hard to believe that yesterday was 50 degrees F and sunny, because right now we have six inches of snow so far, and it's still snowing, and windy with blowing snow. Some asshole just pulled the fire alarms in our building to get us to go out in the blowing snow. Some people who live in the building said that that happens fairly often. I made a quick decision to not get the cats out of the building--beside, Harlee was hiding--and I'm glad that I made the right decision. My hair is drenched from just five minutes outside. (Then I went in and waited in the stairwell.) I suppose that it takes all kinds, but I could do without that particular jerk.