I was fine coming back to Nebraska.
After being in Florida over the weekend I had re-energized and was ready for the last few weeks of winter. I had seen green grass, palm trees, and felt chilly at 50 degrees. In shorts and a t-shirt. I was even fine looking out this morning to a bit more new snow.
Then, as I was walking down the driveway to help Kristin get her car thawed out, I biffed it. Hard.
Snow – go away. Ice – go away. I am tired of you. I don’t even care (much) that I can’t go outside to ride, or whatever, I just want you to go. Torment someone else now, you have had your fun with me. Its time to let me up.