This is the time of year where we're all done. We're done with wet feet from the snow melting inside the front door—Can no one stomp their boots outside? We're done with layers of socks and long johns and woolie underwear. We're done with staring at the same four walls and the piles of dishes that never disappear. And we're especially done with being adults. We know warmer weather is on its way and we want out. Jennifer Pitt - I crave my outside time, no matter what the …
