Suposedly it's done by noon.

After the collossal f'up from the weather guys on the timing for yesterday my wife was positive that they would mis-predict this morning as well.

She got up and went to the window. Looked out. I asked, "how bad is it?" She says, "It's nothing. Maybe an inch. You can still see where we shoveled. Cars are flying by."

I rolled over and reset the alarm thinking I needed less time to get in.

When I got up and looked out I realized she needs new glasses.