I need to get out of the apartment!

One roommate, 2 cats, 1 dog and 3 horrible days of snow later...I feel like I've been run over by a train. Every muscle in my body hurts.
Sunday Meg moved in. It's pretty nice. I love having her here. Her stuff plus mine and Rach's stuff just makes for a homey little apartment. As a friend of mine said "She came with baggage." Not like bad baggage though. She has 2 cats and a dog. It has been great entertainment trying to get the animals to like one another. They will be fine for a few hours, then all of a sudden it sounds like a cartoon. You hear a loud scream, a bang and then scurrying a cat then goes flying across the room with either another cat or a dog following it. Quite entertaining. Trust me.
Monday I went to work. It was just like every other day. I spoke to a few of my claimant's on the phone and worked on a few cases. Fun times. Again, you will never know what I do for a living. Just remember the consequences.
Tuesday I wake up, look outside and see that we have a ice and snow sandwich. When I went to bed it was raining. All the rain froze. So there was an inch of ice, followed by at least 2 inches of snow with a final layer, an inch thick sheet of ice. I didn't go to work.
Wednesday was much the same ordeal. It was so horrible outside. Pretty but horrible. Trees had broken and no one was able to get out again. I decided that since all the precipitation had stopped that it was a good idea to go clean my car off. 1.5 hours later I returned to my warm abode. It took me that long to clean my car off.
So, this morning I wake up thinking, "Hey, my car is cleaned off, just go out and start it. Let it warm up." Before I went outside I had the genius idea to call work. See how the weather is 45 minutes from my apartment. No one answered. I figured that because my supervisor and my supervisor's supervisor wasn't there, it was not necessary for me to trot my happy ass into work. I went back to bed.
Here are some pictures of what it looks like here...

Today I have cleaned and smoked a bunch. I need to quit smoking. I love it so much though. It makes me happy. It makes me not kill people. Smoking calms me down. For real.
Speaking of which a cigarette would be nice right now. Cigarettes and coffee. Or Cigarettes and chocolate milk. Just call me Rufus Wainwright.
Hope you all are having better weather than here in Kentucky.
Maybe I'll actually get to venture into the outside world today.
Wish me luck.

-Jill