Thursday, December 5, 2013

All I Want for Christmas is 8 Hours of Freedom

As I'm finishing my cup of coffee, savoring what I know will be my last moment of quiet before I go to wake up the kids and begin the morning rush to get ready for school, the phone rings. It's early, and I glance at the clock: 5:59. Could it be? Could this be the day that all my prayers are answered? I pick up the receiver, shout a happy greeting into the mouthpiece, and wait to hear those two heavenly words . . . SNOW DAY.

That's right—SCHOOL'S CANCELLED! A freezing rain has hit our area, and the roads are slicker than, well, you can supply your own imagery.

I don't give a rat's patoot that my own children get the day off; I'm happy that I don't have to go in to work. No teaching of the sixth graders will occur today. I can catch up on grading and planning from the warm comfort of my home. I can finish up the laundry that's been sitting on top of the washer for weeks days. I can pull out the Christmas boxes from the attic and start decorating the house, a task I didn't think I would get to until this weekend. I CAN BLOG!



Dinner last night: leftovers

Exactly five years ago:





5 comments:

Michele said...

Hearing that you are alive and well is almost as nice a surprise for me as a snow day is for you! Hope you had a great one!

Katherine said...

I could use one of those days. I wonder how I can convince the hospital to have a snow day.

Kathy G said...

I'm not in the education field anymore, and I REALLY miss snow days! Hope you had a wonderful one.

Jill Thomas said...

As an ex-teacher, I can whole heartedly agree - there is nothing greater than that kind of phone call. Hope you enjoyed your day off.

Karen M. Peterson said...

I'm glad it doesn't snow or anything here, but I sure could use the occasional snow day!