Today I join my fellow bloggers in "serving up a slice"
to the Tuesday Slice of Life sponsored by Two Writing Teachers.
Last week, the weatherman mentioned a chance of snow flurries in the forecast for Sunday evening. Then the chance of snow moved to Monday. I wore one of my snow themed sweaters as inspiration for old man weather. I promised myself that I would bring everything home in case of a snow day. (My husband still recalls the time we retrieved 57 shoebox book projects from my classroom in several inches of snow because I wanted to grade them while we were out of school.)
Fast forward through the day. The sun was clear and bright. I realized that I had worn my sweater in vain. It didn't look a bit like snow which is why I forgot my promise to bring home anything that might need grading. I left school early (shortly after five), stopped by the grocery store, and headed for home. The cat greeted me and joined me in the kitchen. She looked at the ceiling, puzzled by the rat-tat-tat on the roof. I went to the deck and flipped on the light to see a light coating of sleet covering the deck and lawn furniture. Just before coming upstairs, I looked again to find the sleet mostly gone with only a few frosty spots.
I'll head to bed and hope for a two hour late start for tomorrow. Even if we don't get much snow, some of our teachers travel from other locales and any snow is problematic in our area. I won't sleep well tonight. I'll be up peering out the window to see if we get any more sleet or snow. And then I'll be listening for the phone call that arrives rather early to announce late start, or no school. I'm just like one of the kids. I still love a snow day!