Snow Day Musings

If you are in the Queen City today and don't know it is not snowing, you (a) live under a rock, and (b) clearly are not on Facebook. As people post the obvious and their pictures of fun, I feel a little bit like scrooge. I love looking at it but I don't have an appreciation for it. Maybe its because I am in a household of one and there is not someone here to play with me. Maybe its because I have to walk a dog in it. Maybe its because I live in a world where there is not a clear cut snow day policy. Maybe its because I have a 2WD car because I am a Southerner and didn't worry about 4WD in the car buying decision and thus, have a healthy fear of driving in it. Or perhaps its because I am a girl and the joy of playing in it lasts for a mere moment before I realize it is cold, wet and dare I say it, dirty? Yeah, I went there.

But here's the other thing, it forces you to be still for a day. You don't have the busyness of work. The multiple to do's of your day are canceled - lunch plans with friends to celebrate a birthday, baby shower for a friend, work out class. And let's face it, while these people do exist, how many people do you know that use a snow day for chores? Snow days breed pajamas, hot cocoa, curling up with a fabulous book and watching movies. All of these things are great and worthy in the right time, but it happens to be a day that I needed productivity to exist and a lot of stuff needed to happen.

Yet, I am here. Writing. Snow day musings. And the windfall will continue the rest of the week as I try to take a day missed and roll it into the next four. Only we don't know what tomorrow brings with the snow and ice. That's right, confession, I am stressing a bit. But, I am trying to make the effort to realize that there is a reason for pause and appreciate the quiet and this sweet puppy curled up beside of me.