Let It Snow?

I love where I live about April –November, things are beautiful in Utah Valley. But once the first snow hits, I suddenly become bitter about anything the color white. I hate snow. I hate driving in it, I hate the way it ruins my perfectly just-blow-dried hair, I hate how cold and wet it is. Snow is just bad news all the way around. Today I got up early and started walking out the door only to realize that my car looked more like a marshmallow then a black Honda civic. After a few curse words and other forms of profanity I threw on a coat 2 sizes too big and walked into my personal hell. I grabbed a shovel and shuffled to my car in my cute new flats. My feet got wet about 3 seconds into the walk to my car and snow was blowing at my face so I immediately went back inside my warm home. My mother accused me of being a “wuss” and forced me to go back out and shovel my car out of the side of the road it was buried in. A few more choice words were said and I was back out with a shovel the size of me and my big coat. It took me about a half hour to get my car out. Then I had to scrape my car and try to remove my frozen windshield wipers from my frozen windshield. By the time I got in my car I was already late for class. I then continued to try to drive down the snowy streets of Springville in my attempt to make it to UVU in one piece. I slid into a snow bank about 4 houses away from my house. I then turned around and called it quits. I am now in my sweats wrapped up in a blanket watching Tyra. I hate the snow.