Eternal Delay

Well.

No snow for us.

All around us... folks got snow. LOADS of it.

I talked to my mom this morning and they have maybe 6 inches. And no power. (Yuckie. I hate no power.)

But... no snow for us.

I tried to tell a very sad boy this morning that he had his "Snow Days" a few weeks ago. That he had 7 inches of snow and other people didn't. That he should be glad for the dusting of snow and ice we DID get... because the "people that decide things" delayed classes for two hours.

His response?

"Well. I guess two hours is better than nothin' at all." (Sad face and sigh.)

Me? Personally, I made a discovery about myself this morning. I could LIVE every day on a two-hour delay. I've always known that I wasn't a morning person. But this is different. I could just slump around in my baggy old PJ's until about 10:00 every morning. There was no rushing. No last minute grabbing of stuff. It was calm and quiet, and I even watched a little Spongebob. Good times.

Truthfully... I know if every day started at 10:00 am, I would eventually get into a "rut" again. I'd be running around grabbing stuff. We'd be rushing out the door at 10:00 just like we do at 8:00. The calm and quiet would disappear. I'd be in my same mode... just two hours later than I am now.

But it's fun to dream.