If you live on the East Coast, you'll already know that. We have a plow service (it's been Andy's dad's Christmas present for us for the last two years) but this year the guy decides not to show up sometimes. Like today. When we got six inches of snow after I left for work.
BUT I am dealing with this in a healthy way: I have chicken defrosting to make fajitas, I'm going to drink a few beers, and Andy and I are having a movie night. We borrowed In Bruges and The Professional from friends, and we got Dinner for Schmucks from Blockbuster, so I'd say we're all set.
I hope it snows all goddamn night and I get a snowday from work tomorrow. Miss that, for real. Snowdays are the best.