Here's the deal. Snow days were much more fun when I would get 2 hour delays or when schools would close altogether. They were also much more enjoyable when I had the chance to "work" from home and could stay all cozy and warm in bed while I completed a little light browsing. Now that I have a job (only my second week mind you, and we've received the first snow of the year!) that requires getting up and out of bed, digging my gosh darn car out, and crawling along with thousands of cars that don't actually know how to drive when flakes start falling, I'm feeling fairly glum.
I've never been a fan of cold but I've always enjoyed snow. It always looks so fresh and clean when it falls but I couldn't even focus on that this morning I was so grumpy. It's convinced me more than ever that I need to move to the UK. First of all, no car to worry about. Second of all, if the Tube or buses aren't running, there's a perfect excuse to stay home and enjoy the day in your PJs. And last of all, and this may be the best part...if this week's papers are to be believed, the entire country shuts down when 4 or more flakes fall. What a perfect way to run an empire. Everybody gets a day off!
0 comments:
Post a Comment