More snow tonight. More tucking in on the couch, under the covers.
Except this afternoon--home from work early because of the roads again, don't hate me--I just couldn't stay inside anymore. It was too early to make dinner. I had already knitted a lot. I didn't want to watch a movie.
Sweet Husband and the dogs agreed. Snow or no snow, it was time to get outside.
So we bundled ourselves up--man, woman, and beasts--and trudged down to a nearby park and back. Surprisingly, I was warmer when we got home than I was when we left. And we stumbled on about five tiny squirrels looking for dinner and watched them scurry up a tree, so it was a worthwhile walk for the pups as well.