Ugh...

View from my office window.  Up to 9 inches of snow on the way.

I hate winter.  Yes, I'm a party pooper, a Debby Downer, a winter hater, and I am generally no fun.  But my lips are chapped, my skin is dry, my hair is both stringy and full of static (an interesting conundrum), and my dogs keeps shocking me with their noses.  So all you snow-lovers can bite me.  Sure, snow is fun when you're in school and it gets cancelled and you don't have to go anywhere.  But if my wonderful husband hadn't offered to drive me to work today, I would have probably cried.  I wish I could hibernate until spring...