By: Emily Eileen Moreshead
I’m used to writing this much earlier most days before I head off to work but while the calendar does say March, it will be a blizzard in Boston today. Yuck. I’d rather be in the office. But while the falling snow does give me a rash and palpitations because of its uncontrollable essence, I must admit that it is nice to sip coffee in the quiet of my dimly lit bedroom. A simple pleasure!
I’ve always lived in Boston so one might suppose that I’m used to winters being the longest season but that doesn’t mean I have to like it. And I don’t. Snow, and especially ice and bitter cold does nothing to benefit me or anyone in my opinion. I feel like such an old lady when I cringe at howling wind or when my face burns from standing outside for ten minutes. I guess it’s just part of the territory.
Another thing I despise about snow is the perpetuated panic it brings to people who automatically race to the supermarket, clearing the supermarkets of bread and milk as if they won’t be up and about and back to their regularly scheduled routines within a day. It is laughable! But as I sit home today, pondering what type of muffins to bake and how much caffeine is too much, I suppose it’s all relative.
Added bonus though? It’s about 8:30 a.m. and this is the latest I’ve been in my pajamas in years! So there’s that!
What do snow days do for you? Do you even get them where you live? Share with us in the comments. I’ll put another coffee on while you do…;-)