It's been a rough couple of weeks. Very rough.
The sub-zero, arctic temperatures. The uncertain, weather-impacted flights back and forth to DC for work. And, the most exhausting flu bug I've had in years.
I woke a few mornings after sleeping 11 hours (one of the luxuries of being in DC without the kids) to only feel as if I wanted to crawl right back into bed.
And so when you meet a long-time Vermonter and they say, "boy, this winter has been rough," it makes you feel just a wee bit better.
Perhaps I'll make it through this winter here. And with any luck a few more in the future.
* Stefan doesn't seem phased at all!