We are on snow day number nine. NINE. I am sitting in bed with the shades up to my window, watching the snow fall in a dizzy haze. It literally looks like drunk snow. According to weather.com, there is close to five inches that have already formed.
I am not a snow-loving person.
Or a cold weather loving person.
I am just ready for sunshine and warmth.
With all of the ridiculousness that this Winter has brought, our last day of school will be June 24th. That is a day before Jason's birthday and five days before mine. I don't like how close it gets to those two very important days of the year. I know we can't control the weather, but come. on. Gimme a break. Shoveling is not my thing. Living in a neighborhood where I have to park on the street and actually shovel better than everyone else...leave to run a quick errand and return to my beautifully shoveled parking spot...taken...No, not irritating at all.
That happened a couple weeks ago when we had the other major snow fall.
Alright, enough complaining about the snow...I'm going to attempt to read all day. Get at least one book finished as I've been slacking in that department. But until the snow stops and I actually have to go outside to clean off my car and shovel around it, I will try to enjoy watching the crazy snow fall.