Whiteout (not really)

12:45. Have managed to leave the cheese dip for more dire cirumstances, probably that mid-afternoon slump. Been working on contracts, also accepting and rejecting submissions, thinking all along that this snow has nothing on the one a month ago. Then I looked out the door and I'm not so sure. Darcy is unimpressed. Going out to do her business took about 3 steps (or 12 depending on how you do the math with four feet). Currently, the desire for baked goods is nearly overwhelming. Also, wish I had a snow shovel. I thought that the last time around but really, who thought lightning might strike twice? Will be shoveling with my dustpan before the day is done. I only do that for people I love, like my dog.