It has snowed at least a little every day this week. I wonder how long it's going take for all this snow to melt.
I used to love snow. And I still do, but this week I realised for the first time that just like rain, snow doesn't go well with PMS and emotional distress. Speaking of which, this has been a pretty rotten week. I had two nights with barely any sleep. I'm really glad I have L. to talk to about this (I will not write the whole story here), she makes me feel better. I know I'll be fine, but I also know there will that there will be potentially painful follow-ups on this story.