What! It's March?

I'm writing another book. I wanted to finish in February, and it's already March. What went wrong?

I'll tell you what.

I blame my full-time job plus my recent addiction to a certain vampire show (or "research!" as I like to call it). Plus me, a little bit. Ok, a lot. Why can't I finish writing?? I wrote the end already and everything... I just have to make sure it flows. I need to... get out of here before this storm hits.

No, not a metaphorical storm. A real one. I'm downtown Chicago, and I need to get going pronto, because there's a storm going on and the buses will be delayed.

Adios!

Ps- This is what they mean by "gray" when they say gray and dreary.