La la I can't hear you and I'm keeping my eyes closed

Rumor has it that our area saw some snowflakes yesterday, and even again today.

That simply cannot be true.

After all, I've not yet unpacked the winter scarves and gloves, nor taken out the winter dishes. While the patio has been blown clear of most leaves, the furniture is yet uncovered.  I'm not ready.

Of course, my state of readiness has no bearing on when the first real snowfall blows our way. I'm not sure why I'm whining, anyway, as underground parking eliminates the never-ending task of brushing snow off the car. I'm in denial as well about the fact that Thanksgiving is two weeks from today. Yikes.

If you need me, I'll be the one sitting on the couch, with the heat turned high, clutching my summer clothes and whimpering, "No, not yet, I'm not ready, it can't be..." over and over.