snow (ice) day

The original title of this post was going to be: “I know my shit, girl,” which is something I have already muttered to myself, and it’s only 7:00 a.m. Let’s back up, shall we?

My alarm is set most mornings for 4:40 a.m. because according to most sane people, I am a glutton for punishment. The real reason is that I hit the gym around 5:00 a.m., BECAUSE THAT’S THE ONLY TIME I GET TO MYSELF. So, my alarm went off, but so did my text messaging alert and my voicemail…our schools called a delay…then a closing. Well, hell. Among the cacophony of the alarm, the text alert, AND the automated phone call, I am fully awake. And so is my daughter because the damned school-issued tablet in her room is pinging with alerts and messages, too. She’s like me. Once awake, there is no turning back. Grrr. This is going to be a fantastic day (could you feel the eye-roll there?).

I hear my daughter preparing to start her shower, and I encourage her to go back to bed. She can’t, of course. The ensuing–albeit brief–conversation goes like this:

daughter: How am I going to get my P.E. uniform home to wash?

me: You can get it next week.

d: I don’t have P.E. until Wednesday

me: Ask for a pass to go get it

d: I can’t!

me: Well, I’m sure they’ll excuse the washing of it since there was no school today.

d: Washing isn’t required, mom.

me: Yes it is…

d: No, it’s NOT.

*cue my exasperated exit

Seriously, what INSANE P.E. teacher wouldn’t make laundering the uniform a requirement? We are talking junior high, people! The collective stink of a year of unwashed uniforms would surely send air quality meters into malfunction.

I digress. I may not know exactly how the school day goes or how easy/difficult it is to get a pass out of class, but the one thing I do know is that laundering is required. How do I know? Because this ain’t my first rodeo, people. Lest my last child forget: there have been three before her going through the same schools with many of the same teachers, and although I am guilty of signing off that I’ve read Classroom Policies that I actually haven’t, I’m pretty sure P.E. teachers still want uniforms washed.

Okay. Even though we’re off to a bit of a rocky start, I really, really do love Snow Days. I feel sorry for those who don’t live where there’s snow, because there is something special about getting that notification and having the day to cozy up, maybe make some hot chocolate, and just BE in same space with my people. Snow Days are so much more than an annoyance of weather and botched child-care plans and being late to work after shoveling and salting…Snow Days are a reminder that we’re not always in control. They’re a time to slow down, to take care, and to settle into what is. So, settle, my friends. Enjoy the gift.

 

 

 

 

3 thoughts on “snow (ice) day”

  1. I love snow days too, without real reason! No children, no job… I imagine all those thousands of joyful kids who get an unexpected free day.

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