I guess it's a good thing my husband is a procrastinator. A couple of days ago he told me he was going to go ahead and empty the gas out of the snowblower because "we aren't going to get enough snow to use it again this winter." I told him he might want to hold off because I had heard we were expecting accumulating snow sometime this weekend. He poo-pooed me, saying we never get the snow they predict, but he never got around to emptying out the gas. It's 9:20 on Sunday night and he's just finishing up snowblowing the 7+ inches of snow that we got today (and it's still snowing!).