Tales of an Introvert

This place is a joke.

School are closed. All of the bread and milk are gone from the stores. The home improvement stores are probably all out of snow shovels and other winter/snow related accoutrements. I haven’t checked yet but I’m sure there car accidents all over the place.

Sigh . . . I’m going back to bed. Wake me when winter comes or spring arrives whichever comes first.