Here’s the story…
It’s April 20th and it’s still snowing in my neck of the woods.
Not flurries, but measurable S.N.O.W.
Enough snow that school was delayed. Enough snow to cover the green spring grass. Enough snow that the animals said screw this sh*t and wouldn’t come out of the barn today.
April has been a month filled with prolific snowstorms, below average temperatures and gray skies. Cabin fever is still hanging on by its icy fingertips and making me crazier than an outhouse rat.
Go home, Mother Nature. You’re drunk.