I was awoken at 8:16 this morning by a bizarre scraping noise. I pulled the covers over my head, hoping it would go away. It did not. After about ten minutes of trying to go back to sleep, I sat up and looked out the window. There were two unrecognizably-bundled-up person-shapes toiling on the sidewalk with shovels.
Oh, and there was an inch of snow on everything.
I did the obvious: I dove back into bed and pulled the blankets over my head.