I use to like snowdays, the sleeping in, relaxing. This year I’ve changed my mind. I enjoyed the first four snowdays. Then I didn’t. There is so much snow I don’t know where to put it. Yesterday I drove past a 36 foot pile of snow with a digger on top moving piles of snow around to make room for the upcoming 6 inches we’re expecting tomorrow.
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Marcy: Ceiling in her family room leaked. Status: House has fans, workmen, doesn't have a ceiling. I'm going with delighted.
Marcy: Ceiling in her family room leaked. Status: House has fans, workmen, doesn't have a ceiling. I'm going with delighted.
Husband: Shoveled snow off the roof – didn’t fall off! I’m very happy! Status: Cold and bitter
Me: Shoveled an obscene amount of snow & got a message from the mailman to shovel out my mailbox. Status: Worried, jealous of anyone with a snowblower
Bri: Slept in more mornings than expected & had extra time to do homework. Status: Math Nerd
Jake: Threw an ice scrapper on the roof & is going to sleep in the snow again next week. Status: Crazy
Will: Had four/eight home therapy sessions this month + one makeup session. Why do snowdays fall on therapy days? Status: Stimmy
Lizzy: Made little trails in the snow & went snowshoeing for PE; still sleeping under piles of blankets, with two pajamas pants, shirt and fleece. Status: warm, adorable and happy
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Status Update:
Me: Still no snow. (Six Billion years and counting.) Laid by the pool. Ate pizza.
You. are. a. brat! mumble...
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