What has happened?

I am waiting for this to change but it does not appear to be going away. Why? What have I done to endure this abuse. My daily treks have become short dashes. The peacemaker has been reading a story to the wee ones about a British feline by the name of Mog who encounters similar white circumstances and the falling flakes are actually delectable perfect little mice. This is not the case, I fear that was just wishful dreaming. I am going back to bed.