Obviously, we can do nothing about the weather, except complain. So, I think I will. Up here in Maine, we are experiencing one of the weirdest winters I can remember. (Unfortunately, my dimming memory goes back only about a decade, lately.)
OK - one day it's 62 degrees. Two days later:
One day, the snow is gone.
Three days pass, and:
That's all I've got to say, for the moment.