Diary of my last snow day
6:30 a.m. Wake up to the sound of wind howling and blowing snow against the window. Decide there’s no hurry to take a shower just yet.
7 a.m. Listen to radio reports of school cancellations and road closings. Drink coffee in pajamas.
8:03 a.m. Call office. Boss reports he made it to work in his four-wheel drive truck. Promise to try it in a few hours.
8:04 a.m. Snuggle up with a book and a blanket.
9:27 a.m. Draft blog post on the quiet beauty of snow fall.
9:56 a.m. Grieve at sound of snowplow clearing street.
10:08 a.m. Bundle up in boots, coat, hat, scarf and gloves. Grab snow shovel.
10:11 a.m. Size up snowdrift in driveway, speed of wind and cold temperatures.
10:12 a.m. Call boss and say I may try to get in after lunch.
10:13 a.m. Facebook, email, Words with Friends, Pages From Stages blog, Facebook, Angry Birds.
11:35 a.m. Start making potato soup.
1:06 p.m. Bemoan state of America as youth no longer seem motivated to work.
1:07 p.m. Bundle up in boots, coat, hat, scarf and gloves. Grab snow shovel.
1:10 p.m. Look hopefully up and down street for youth eager to earn a buck shoveling driveway.
1:24 p.m. Rest from labors. Realize driveway is 5 percent cleared.
1:43 p.m. Wonder how it’s possible to be freezing and sweating at same time.
1:45 p.m. Recall news accounts of people who have heart attacks shoveling snow. Resolve not to be a statistic.
1:47 p.m. Drink hot cocoa. Email boss that I’ll be in tomorrow.
2:12 p.m. Return to driveway.
2: 20 p.m. Figure car can push out rest of the snow.
2:21 p.m. Rethink assumptions.
2:24 p.m. Jam car from forward to reverse, fling snow, ice and mud over hood. Rethink blog post.
2:33 p.m. “Planting rose bushes beside driveway” filed under “Seemed like a good idea at the time.”
2:46 p.m. Car is free!
2:50 p.m. Plot revenge on snow plow driver who scrapes ice chunks over the end of the driveway.
2:56 p.m. Back car up and down driveway two dozen times to pack snow.
2:58 p.m. Retreat inside. Remove coat, hat, scarves, gloves and boots.
3:04 p.m. Deny dog’s request to take a walk.
3:08 p.m. Snuggle up with a book and a blanket.
5:13 p.m. Take hot shower to relieve aches of snow shoveling.
6:14 p.m. Watch news forecast and see sunny skies forecast for tomorrow.
6:16 p.m. Gives thanks for the snow day and be relieved that they only happen once in a while.
Blessings.
~Susan
Bet those rose bushes look lovely in the summer!
They do – and that is what is saving their bacon!
Didn’t go to work with that dusting of snow? That’s a mid-summer day for us Canadians! LOL