A Dusting of Trouble

I wore my cleats and Robin walked me to the bus this morning, returning with the cleats as I knew I wouldn't need them on the homeward bound bus. Between those and the pair of jeans that seem a bit too tight, I'm sure I'll have done myself some damage later in the week. I wonder what it'll be? I'll be happy to return to only two in-office days next week, but I will admit it was nice leaving my laptop locked up yesterday and this evening. Tomorrow's soaking should take care of much of the snow, but of course that will leave everything slushy. Have I mentioned yet how tired of winter I am?