So I realized running errands today that I’d totally forgotten what our neighborhood looked like without boob-high piles of snow all around. Seriously. Or maybe it was the fact that the people who plowed our neighborhood plowed only until about three feet away from the curb so you could barely drive down the snow packed roads, let alone pass someone. Anyway, I was like “wow, spring!” And really, got to admit, I was feeling pretty damn good.

Even better when I heard the forecast. It’s going to snow again. And you know what? I WON’T BE HERE!

Hell YEAH! That’s the moment when you think an angel kissed you on the cheek and gave you a little blessing, you know? Like the street o’ karma was finally headed to a chocolate shop instead of to the car shop. We’re leaving, maybe driving in rain, but pshaw!, after the winter we’ve had, what’s a little sprinkle sprinkle on the windshield? And we’re coming back to 41 and sunny.

Finally, baby, finally, I feel like I’ve done something right. Like the fates, the muses, karma, and maybe even Saint Nick are smiling down on me. Because for someone who loves snow and winter (hey, points to the pen name), the truth is, this year I have had enough! Way enough! Like more than enough that if I ever had to shovel again in twenty lifetimes, it would be too soon.

So hey, I’m feeling on top of the world. And I want to know, what makes you feel like you’ve done something right? (Because I want to do it again!)