I’m all for snow days (obviously) but last week’s return to winter was NOT welcome for two reasons.
1) I have been on the steering committee to plan a Teacher Appreciation Night where our church’s seniors recognize their favorite all-time teacher. It is a lovely, well-received event that pulls in members of the school board, local media, principals, parents and teachers. It has taken hours to pull together–between contacting all the teachers, working with the seniors, catering, awards, etc. It was scheduled for the same night as the snow storm.
2) I’m not a procrastinator but had decided to put off a deadline until that day because I figured “where else am I going to go?”
The night before the storm hit, we got The Call from the school district canceling school before even one snowflake flew. Then, came the next call from the head of our steering committee who told me we were postponing our event, canceling the catering and just doing an awards ceremony. Hours and hours of coordinating down the tubes in a matter of minutes.
I wasn’t so annoyed with the snow, but rather people’s reaction to it. This spring storm made national headlines and for what? Eight inches of snow that didn’t even stick to the roads and sidewalks?
I was in a tiff all morning about school being canceled (remember that deadline?) When my friend Lisa called to see if we’d like to get together with some friends, I was all-in. Lisa suggested we sled on a nearby hill, with which I was unfamiliar. Hadley and Bode were among the first to go down and after a few runs from the other kids, the grass was popping out. I moved them over a few feet, sent them down, joked, “watch out for the ditch!”
But do you know what happened? Underneath that nice blanket of snow was, indeed a ditch. Bode got the worst of the jolt and you’d better believe he let me have it. “I was only kidding! Like I knew there was a ditch there!” I defended myself. Add that one to my Mother of the Year awards.
I was still annoyed about school being canceled but after a chilly day at play….
And then heading back to Lisa’s afterward for some hot chocolate and treats.
I decided I really didn’t care.