In what was just a month ago, a mountain of the seemingly never-melting pile of snow had amassed out of each window of my house, subsequently casting doubt about this year’s groundhog’s prediction with each passing day.

Now, the joys of spring have arrived, where not only am I continuing to enjoy the same snow pile (minus about 1 foot), but the ice jams on the roof have made their unwelcome appearance by trickling their way toward whatever inconvenient opening they find in my ceiling.

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