And it starts. Today school was closed because of snow. When my daughter was in grade one, and I was still used to my days when the kids were home and I could stay in my pajamas 'till mid morning, I loved snow days. They were a reminder of being home, not having to go anywhere, not having to do anything. Now, that both are in school (Grade 2 and Preschool) I hate snow days. I hate PD days. I hate any days where I have to stay home when I would otherwise be at the Studio. Now I have things to do. I have places to go.
That being said, it's 9:15am and I'm still in my pajamas and about to make another cup of coffee. So...I guess hate was a bit harsh. It just takes me a couple hours to slip back into the old role of desparate housewife (the, pajama, coffee, ballcap, don't answer the door type. Not the TV type...thought wouldn't that be grand).
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