We're in the midst of the most disgusting multi-year snow drought in recorded history. We're like a lifeboat full of starving shipwreck survivors and in the distance we see what looks like an island with a Golden Corral on it. There's only so much restraint you can expect. But I do worry. Things look good now, but it could all fall apart. Heck it doesn't even have to fall apart; it could just be one of those good patterns where the timing is off and the potential gets wasted. It's happened before and it will happen again. We have so much emotionally invested in this now the potential for disappointment is yuuuuuge.