Snow Day

The view from my kitchen window

Well, it snowed. Finally. I had been anticipating a snow day for weeks now, just reveling in the ideas of freedom and laziness that the mere words "snow day" conjure. I had been hopeful at the beginning of January, seeing a spot of precipitation on the weather.com 10-day forecast, but alas, it came to nothing but a bit of morning mist and as a result, resolved to not get my hopes up regarding the apparent snowstorm of doom that was bearing down on the country. After all, it could have turned into a bit of slush and 60 degree weather. I went to sleep early last night in preparation for my usual 6:10 am alarm (because that extra 10 minutes is very important, it really is) and was surprised to hear my phone ring at 4:45. Answering it, I heard a lovely pre-recorded message saying that school was closed for the day. I slept 'til 8:30. It was glorious. It was triumphant. It was cold.

I learned how cold it was when I finally ventured outdoors for a trek to my apartment's leasing office to drop off the rent. I'm not sure why I bothered, as no one was in the leasing office and wouldn't have known if I deposited the check a day later, but I do have an excess of conscience sometimes and felt compelled to pay my rent on time. Also, I was bored and wanted to go outside to see if it was anything like the cold weather in Korea.

It was.

Other than that brief and exciting excursion (I almost slipped! and fell! But didn't!), I lay on my futon and watched this season of the Bachelor. It made me feel bad about womankind... mankind... reality television and romance all in the course of a few (okay, more like five) hours. That said, I'm totally going to continue watching it because it's fascinating and bizarre and they go on some incredibly lavish dates that, if I had a bajillion dollars and no concept of why it's important to not spend ridiculous amounts of money, would give me ideas about dates I myself would want to arrange. Alas, I don't think I'll be renting out any carnivals for an entire night anytime soon.

Instead, I will read poetry and pray for another snow day tomorrow. It's going to happen, I can feel it.