It’s supposed to snow here tomorrow.
That means I get to take my life in my hands driving around Richmond around a bunch of frightened loons who don’t know how to drive on wet roads or in snow… lovely.
At least with the new hours, I get to avoid the worst of rush hour. Maybe that’s good. We’ll see.
And I’m having one of those nights where I wonder why I reach out to people… this, too, shall pass…