Urghhh....Snow

Snow days are NOT my favorite thing. And have not been for pretty much as far back as I can remember. When I was kid, we would play in the snow. We would sled down our hill. Dad would pull us behind the 4 wheeler in our sled. Someone would fall out; we would laugh at them. It was fun, but you know what memory also sticks with me. Fingers and toes that were so cold I thought they would never get warm. I grew up in the country, so snow days to me meant being at home - occasionally (thank heavens not too often) for multiple days at a time. We didn't play in the street with our friends. We didn't run around town. We stayed home. So even as a teenager, I realized that I would much rather be a school.

Now that I am a teacher and have plans in the plan book and a summer to be enjoyed, I enjoy them even less. And I really didn't even get to sleep in. I got the message before 6 this morning and I am fairly certain I have been awake since then. And all I can think of is that now I am a day behind. And with the way things go around here, it could possibly be two. And I begin to twitch (not really, but you get what I am saying).

It is slowing down signficantly, so maybe it will warm up a little and start melting.... I will spend my day doing laundry and cleaning a little bit. Loving on my kids (although one is sounding more and more like he needs to return to bed for a nap). Praying for the hubs as he goes for a job interview. Cooking some dinner. Reading a book. Doing my Bible study homework. And praying really hard that tomorrow we go back to normal life. Praying, praying, praying.