So, what happens when 80 inches of snow meets an ambient temperature of, say, 40 degrees?

It melts! Quickly! It comes off the roof in torrents and, to make things extra fun, it floods your basement because it is melting so quickly there is no place for it to go. So, here I sit at 1:00 a.m. in a furious battle to stem the flow of water from spread across my basement floor. Valiant has finally been sent to bed under duress. He waged battle outside with Superman for two hours, but he's got to get to bed. Superman is asleep on the couch behind me, hoping that I'll report that the flow has diminished. Every towel in our home has been used and is in the rotation from floor to mop up water to washer to spin out excess to dryer to get a little bit dry and back to floor again. It is never ending...grrrr.... and I am just waiting for towels to dry so we can do yet another switch. This is what grown-ups do for fun...I remember when being up at 1:00 a.m. meant I was out dancing, or going for a bit to eat after a movie, or taking a drive along the coast.