It's just the inconvenience of it all

Winter, I mean. Here it is, a perfectly pleasant day—it’s in the low 30’s but the sun is out and there’s no wind (not that we believe in wind chill) and it’s just fine to walk around in—except the neighbors’ electricity just got restored, which means the street got re-opened, which means the plow came by and shoved big piles of wet, sloppy (albeit still sort of white) gunk all over the nicely cleared sidewalks and blocked all the driveways again. Call out the shovel brigade one more time.
Fortunately, there’s turkey for lunch.