Old Man Winter

Trying to stay positive. I try so hard to pretend that everything is normal with our life and that we can handle whatever comes along. But sometimes I get into a funk where I just want a break!  Did the snow plows really need to leave a mound - several times the size of my car - in front of James' sensory gym?  In the entire neighborhood, this is the spot they deemed worthy to put the snow, directly in front of a pediatric rehabilitation center for disabled kids?  Sigh.  Why do people throw snow in the street after it has been plowed to perfection?  This wasn't a dusting and my car can get stuck in - or skid - on those piles!  Not to mention the monster trucks and SUVs that blast out of their snow tombs, leaving massive ice chunks in their wake?  Isn't it actually a law that one must clear their car of snow?  And does the hot water valve have to break today when my landlords are away on a sky holiday and my husband must work and we are waiting for the plumber instead of attending a birthday party? More sighs.  Enough, go enjoy a ridiculous day of movies and music with your beautiful son who, despite coping with some real issues, sure can show you the simple wonders of the world!