Today, the roads are perfectly normal. A hunk of remaining slush here and there, but perfectly passable.
It's in the mid-40s and promises to rain most of the day.
Even last night, going home, the buses were carrying their chains, and not stopping on hills. Since I live at the top of the hill, that was fine with me.
Tuesday? Living on top of the hill left no options for public transportation, without walking off the hill. I always figure if the main access routes in and out of my neighborhood are closed, it's a good reason to stay home.
But my inner child, who grew up in the midwest, was very happy to watch the snow fall, and pile up, and make everything pretty for a day.
Now, of course, I want to go cross-country skiing. Anyone interested? It's been a couple years since I was out, so nice, easy trails are my preference...