Winters like this (that is, if things are indeed over after our last small window of potential passes) really make you sit back and wonder why we get so depressed over no snow here. Like, logically...you know of all the things in life to be upset about...this is so small. Maybe it's because snow potential gives us something to look forward to? Like a future happiness depending on what the atmosphere does. (I've said to people that I could never live somewhere where you it never snowed. I'd hate living somewhere like the deep south, lol) But it's winters like this one (again, assuming guidance is correct and it's pretty much over barring a fluke) really make you wish you could just turn off the snow loving and just move on to next year. (as opposed to constantly being depressed by what we can't have, and letting the months be darkened by disappointment solely because it won't snow). Again...why are we (just using a general term here--I'm sure it's not everybody) emotionally attached??? We logically know that snow around here is an unstable source of happiness, and yet here we are, lol WHY?