It is cold. In my apartment. Since I've been home all day long, I am much more aware of the chill in my apartment. I had to turn the heat up to 70. I also had to get Daisy a blanket to lay on, after she got on my lap and was visibly shivering. I thought she might be being a tad bit dramatic, but I didn't want to take any chances.
Let's discuss this weather day, shall we?
I did not go to school today. That has more implications than "we had an ice day off from school." When I got the first of two calls telling me school was out, I'd just gotten out of the shower. I thought it was one of my alarms but was actually a call from my person on the phone tree telling me school was out. Then, the great debate began. Do I run up to school before it gets bad and grab papers to grade and writing to read? Do I just stay home and scrap all day?
I chose the latter. I ran to Walmart around 8:15, when I woke back up, and there were maybe ten other people there. It was awesome. It took me less than fifteen minutes to get in, get the pictures developed, and get out. I came home and put my pj's back on and waited for the "worst ice storm in several years" to hit.
I'm still waiting. We did not have an ounce of precip today. Nothing deadly or dangerous. Nothing really all that inconvenient. When I went to Walmart, my aunt cautioned me to drive carefully on the non-ice that we're getting. (Though I will say that one of our wrecks on the interstate made the national news...)
Even more, the weatherman says the worst of it is coming. The worst of what? Imaginary ice?
In June, when we have to make up this day, I will be cursing January 27th.
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