Beautiful Morning (Not!)

The plan:  Sleep in and have a lovely, relaxing Easter Sunday morning.  The store wasn't opening until noon so it was the perfect opportunity to snooze.
The reality:  The wind was howling so hard and loud that it actually woke me up.  That was amazing in itself, because it takes a lot to wake me up. 
Plan B:  Dewey was restless and upset because of the wind and he wouldn't be able to sleep until he peed.  So I put sweat pants on and a coat over the nightgown and thought they could have a quick pee and go back to bed. 
The reality:  The door to my apartment was snowed shut!  No snow for weeks, spring weather and all of a sudden we wake up to a couple of feet blowing sideways and blocking my door with drifts.  The dogs and I ran through the store and I punched in the alarm code before it woke the neighbourhood and we went out the store door.  Dewey did what we went out for so I put him back in and grabbed the snowshovel and went to clear my apartment door with Corky.  And since the shovel was out, I did the front stoop of the store.  By the time I was finished shovelling and dried off the two dogs, I was desperate for coffee.  Of course sleep was out of the question now.
Plan C:  The store is closing at 5.  Nap! 
Right now it's 4:30, the sun is coming out and so are all the customers.  If I can close at 5 it'll be a miracle.  Go home and have Easter dinner, all you people!  The exception would be the man in the green pick-up with the plow on the front who did a drive-by plowing of all the crap the snowplough left, and just left.  He can come back as late as he wants.  I have no idea who he was, just a Good Samaritan on Easter Sunday.
By the time I close the store, walk the dogs and dry them off, it'll come down to a choice between nap and supper.  Sigh.