Normally I try not to get too upset at winter for doing its thing. Just let it run its course. It’ll lose steam and get gone and we’ll see it creeping back in later in the year after it’s run off to have its affairs elsewhere.
Hell, I even appreciate that winter gives me a few months of long sleeves, layers, tights, coats and scarves.
But this year…
You gotta go, dude. Get.