Forgotten Snow Day

I’m sitting here, in the stark fluorescent light of my office, watching the snow flurry lazily outside. Now, I don’t know what the real definition of the word flurry is…but I feel as if there can be varying levels of flurry, and this would probably constitute a low to moderate…but it’s still a flurry. Pandora, my sanity’s savior while at work, is playing my carefully crafted Christmas music station, aptly named “Baby, It’s Cold Outside,” which is one of my favorites.

I’m playing a sort of game at the moment…I wish I had thought of it sooner. I’m keeping a tally of how many people call in to ask if school is either canceled or early release today. Technically, I could have started keeping count on Wednesday, because that’s when I received my first call to see if we’d have school on Friday. I wish that was a joke. Two days before the fact? :sigh: It’s all part of the job. I just received my second call. It’s highly unlikely that we will close early, because the snow isn’t sticking to the roadway, and it’s not super hazardous to drive in…though, really, we Texans don’t see it very often, so rubber-necking might be a hazard. Hadn’t thought of that. As of now, my tally is only up to two. Every time the phone rings, I admit that I cringe a little bit, and try to remind myself that they don’t know that they’re the billionth person to call asking the same question.

Ah, in character for Texas, it’s now sunny outside, with no sign of the blizzard we just experienced.

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I wrote that blog a while ago, on our snow day. I don’t even remember what day that was. Ah, it was the 4th of December.

Now, there is no sign of snow, and I can FINALLY see a bit of blue peeking through the dreary clouds. I’m hoping the bright color will energize me. It has been far too gray, rainy, and simply “blah” outside. I’m finding more and more that my energy levels are almost non-existent. All I’d like to do right now is go home, crawl into my warm bed, and sleep until the time I would normally get off from work, and then set about cleaning the house.

I left my to do list on the kitchen counter this morning, but I can assure you it’s still there, and possibly growing…mutating...gaining a life force of its own. This week promises to be insane. It’s the last week of school before the Christmas break, which means work is going to be chaos at the very least. Lindsay is coming to town on Thursday, which is fantastic, but I feel like her arrival approaches slowly, while the time I have to prepare for her visit accelerates into oblivion. It’s really rather disconcerting.

I also have so many things I’m planning on doing this season. My biggest and the one I’m most excited about is “Operation Organization.” I’m going to gut my house, get rid of all the things lurking in attic corners and accumulating in my bay of the garage; organize the things we decide to keep; and then generally beautify the house. I think I might actually take pictures of the worst parts of my closets, my garage, etc. and then post an “after” picture of everything. That could be kind of fun.