The first snow came in the very early morning hours today, along with a cold wind. There aren’t many days that I don’t rise and head out for my run by 4:30. Today was no different, except that when I looked out the window and felt the wind against the side of the house, I decided that crawling back into bed seemed the better choice. Like thousands of kids, I was hoping for that phone tree call to tell me that I wouldn’t have to get in the pick-up to drive through the drifting snow to school, but it never came.
I can be funny about snow days. For the most part, I never count on them. But this forecast for an early morning snow with strong winds was the recipe that usually results in a snow day, and indeed, the surrounding districts are out for the day. Last night, I’d made a list of things I’ve been wanting and needing to get done and a snow day would be just the ticket. I guess there’s always the weekend. I am having dreams of Christmas lights!