So it happened again....a blizzard. I mean, I know I live in Canada, which is basically seen as the equivalent of the Arctic to a lot of people, but usually March 1 is when it at least slows down. Now arguably, there's not supposed to be much more snow after this last big dump, but it's been a loooong winter...The plows are outside my window right now scraping the top layer of the street off, so there will be a fresh batch of baby potholes tomorrow.

Basically I'm at the end of my rope. Winter, though it's pretty much the last hurrah, has won. I am defeated. I had a horrible cold, I've turned my arms and back to rubber from shoveling driveways, and it's even too cold for me.

So...have any of you met the end of your rope, or have you had a pleasant winter?