I went to sleep to rain last night and woke up to a good eight or so inches of snow this morning. So much for my fourth tattoo removal appointment in Rochester. I barely made it to the office and back home tonight. Isn't Upstate just charming? Snow in April. That's cute as buttons.
Part of my rental agreement includes snow removal, so I was surprised when my driveway wasn't cleared before leaving for work. I was even more surprised when I got home and it still hadn't been touched. Because the plows came to clear the streets, the snow was piled high enough that I couldn't even drive over it (despite having superpowers and a CR-V), so I called my landlord to ask WHAT'S UP. Long story short, I ended up shoveling it myself, even though I just don't think shoveling is women's work.
I wish I had a dollar today for every native NY'er who told me the story about the year that it snowed on Mother's Day.