Repetitive Stress


I know that I say this every year, but this year I really mean it: enough, winter.  Enough.  Give it a rest.

Snow?  TWICE in the last week of March?  It’s just unnecessary.  I don’t need Spring, even, just lay off the sloppy frozen stuff.  I would like to send my pants to the dry cleaners to clean the speckles of salt on their cuffs off once and for all, and until you get this mess under control, I can’t.


3 Responses to Repetitive Stress

  1. Nilsa S. says:

    I couldn’t have said it better. Only, I think I’d add the dog’s winter coat is waiting to be cleaned and until the roads stop being so wet with dirty snow and rain water, we can’t do it. Sheesh!

  2. Jess says:

    I know, it’s CRUEL. We were thinking we might like to live in Chicago some day, but after last week’s nasty weather, we’ve changed our minds. Sorry!

  3. Alice says:

    that’s just not right. NOT. RIGHT. march is supposed to go out like a lamb! where’s my lamb!?