The snow, the ice, the cold. I’m over it.
I played along. I was a good sport. And now I am done.
I’m ready for spring. Last night I dreamed that I was hanging my spring clothes up in my closet.
It was a sweet, sweet dream. And when I woke up this morning, I found the world white and cold.
In other words, miserable.
Please send warm weather as soon as possible.
Thank you for your consideration.