It's not me, it's you. You've officially overstayed your welcome. This sleet/snow/wind/fog shit on March 3? Unacceptable. You're the houseguest who stays for a month and expects your hosts to drive your ass around and spend all their free time squiring you around the tourist attractions. You're the mother in law who moved in unbidden.
Get your ass outta my metaphorical house!
Love,
Katie
For real though, all you Knotties in warmer locations, talk to me about your sunshine and flip flops--I could use a mental vacation in the sun!
This baby knows exactly how I feel