I'm not going.

I'm just not going. After the snow plow left at 10:30 there was still 4" of snow on the roads in the subdivision, and the state road it empties onto - about 2 miles long, hilly, very winding, bordering a small creek - is only one lane wide. My husband, who wants to pick up a few things before the next big snow hits, is going 'shopping' which entails a 45 minute drive to the nearest store.

Now, he feels fine about this. And I don't. But then inconvenience is actually kind of fun for him, he has a trunk full of toys he can play with when trouble rears its head and he likes to play.

Not me. Inconvenience pisses me off. So I'm staying home.

All this to illustrate that inconvenience is in the mind of the beholder and I, personally, would rather deal with a domestic issue than with one involving cold, snow and vehicles.

Pick your fights, that's all I'm sayin'.