I'm at work today. Most people aren't, but I am. And that's because even fifteen inches of snow isn't a snow day in Wisconsin.
This was what greeted me when I went outside at 7:00 a.m. this morning:
Forty-two minutes later, I'd shoveled most of the driveway and gotten all the way done with the sidewalk and front porch:
And then I still made it into work by 9 a.m. I understand if you live in a place down south where snow is rare, but a Wisconsinite taking a day off because of heavy snowfall is like a Hawaiian calling in sick because of sunshine.