In Want of a Snow Day
When we’re young and only bogged down by the one responsibility of attending school, snow is the greatest thing in the world. As soon as winter hits, every school child is praying, wishing, hoping for snow, turning their pajamas inside out in order to cast the Snow Day Spell (although, that might’ve just been my college roommate). If there is a whisper of a storm, they rush to the television or radio in the morning and cross every finger and toe until they see or hear their school cancellation notice and then rush back to bed, only to realize they are much too excited about missing school to sleep. Then it is on with the snow pants and out into the yard to terrorize the dog or siblings or neighborhood children with snowballs. Maybe create a few snow creatures or cause traffic issues with sledding down the giant snow banks lining the city streets. They don’t have a care in the world!
When we’ve graduated and suddenly become bogged down with a cornucopia of responsibilities, snow is the greatest pain in the ass in the world. We have to shovel it, push it off our cars, and drive through it. On the weekend, it’s the reason we can’t go out and do whatever we had planned (although, I suppose that would be a good thing d
epending on the plans). During the week, it’s just another obstacle on the way to work in the morning or on the way home in the evening. Now, if there is too much snow to get to work, we have to use precious personal or vacation time to stay safely at home, away from the maniacs on the highway who don’t understand the concept of driving slowly in inclement weather.
The past few days the weather people have been freaking out about gobs of snow, snow like we’ve never seen, snow that will end life as we know it! When we first found out, we all groaned. Great, we thought, I’m going to have to get up extra early to get to work and my boss probably won’t let me leave early so I’ll be home just in time to turn around and go back to work. Fabulous. But, as the chance for snow seemed more and more unlikely, the groans and grumbles got louder…because now we WANTED a day off from work. We were promised a storm, we want a STORM! Maybe we don’t want to get into a snowball fight or sled down snow banks, 
but we want the chance to sit inside with hot cocoa and read a book or play a game. Take a break from responsibility.
Well, we didn’t get that break. The winter still has a ways to go, though. Maybe we’ll have our chance to be kids again before the warm and wonderful weather moves in for yet another cycle. If only they gave us a “nice weather day.” When these books take off, I’m taking many!
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11 February 2010 7:28 PM
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