Tonight we had almost blizzard conditions outside. That was definitely the most frightening trip home I've ever made. I couldn't see more than a few inches in front of the car, and there was no way I could have pulled over. I seriously thought at one point that I wasn't going to make it home. Fortunately I didn, and it only took me a little over 2 hours to make a 23 mile drive. Man, the roads are bad, and the snow is /deep/.
I'm glad its warm inside, though, lol. We're off until Monday (and then we only work 3 days), and I need it. The house needs sooo much work. /Someone/ doesn't bother to do a damn thing around here, including watch Morgan.
How I feel:
What I'm listening to: Brad Paisley - Whiskey Lullabye