The good thing is that much will change beginning Sunday.
Say what? Things will change?
Daylight savings is coming around to herald spring.
In the meantime, you know it's Monday. You know I'm dead from too many hours of class time.
You know, too, that if there is a pretty glimpse of early morning sun on the (possibly last) snow outside, I'll be there, admiring it.
...and if there is a lovely fading light scene on my drive back from work, I'll pull over.
In between? Not a spare minute. Not even one.