I go outside to check the satellite dish, since we had a lot of rain that froze, just to make sure it's clear.
Get back inside, shake the snow off my legs and socks, and get yelled at for the mess, and am told to sweep it up with the dustpan and brush.
As I said to mother, "It's SNOW! It'll MELT!" "I don't want it on the rug!" "It's WATER!!!"