I'm about 25-30 miles east of Boston...
The snow was nice and fluffy when I went to bed last night, I woke up to a wet, sloppy, heavy mess. I'm all set with that crap.
As I get older, the more I despise the snow. On top of that, my shoulder is a mess (arthritis, torn rotator cuff, and a chunk of bone floating around from one of my dislocations - like a painful pebble in your shoe that never goes away) and I am scheduled for another cortisone injection a week from Monday. Let's just say shoveling = pain. I literally can't even raise my arm to parallel with the ground.
No love for snow at all from me...