Snow Days

I'm awake early waiting to hear if schools will be closed today. So far just Ida in Monroe County. This morning, I'm thinking...hoping...that the roads are okay. I need to get to work, as you know it's the busy time of year. I have 2 contracts in and 8 contracts out. Those 10 won't even get me close to my goal, but I have to keep trying. I also need to get to the post office to mail a case verification package to Friend of Court. Such grown-up things!

(Already another school closed in Monroe.)

I read/heard somewhere that adults do not call themselves grown-ups. How did I get to this grown-up place? I must not be an adult yet as I do not feel like one of them. I look at people just 10 years older than I am, and they seem so old! (Shhh! Do not tell them I said that!) Am I going to act like them before I know it?

Remember when...we wished for a snow day. I remember that jubilant feeling of nothingness. When my Mom came in and wiggled my foot, and did not say, "time to get up," but said, "snow day - no school," I remember that feeling of happiness, relief, no anxiety for things that needed to get done. It was complete dispensation from your day, your responsibilities. A day off without guilt or regret. It was a day of sleeping in, hot chocolate, reading by the picture window, playing in the snow with your snowsuit, warming up by the oven, playing barbies and cards, just doing whatever you pleased.

Oh...to have a day without responsibility for everything, for the snow to wash away the stressy-sky and to cover the guilty-ground and to make it all pretty and bright and happy without a care in the world. That's a snow day!

New eyeglasses

Hey, I got new glasses on Friday. When I went to the eye doctor, she said my next glasses will be bifocals. Can you believe that? OLD!

When I was picking out these new frames, Sophie was distracting, and so I wasn't really paying attention. The eye doctor assistant was handing me pairs to try on. I decided on a pair. I had to pay a little extra for them, but I couldn't change my mind at that point, because Sophie was ready to go. When I picked them up on Friday, I understood why they cost more. They are Gucci! I never before in my life have purchased Gucci! I guess if my eyesight is going...it might as well go in style!

Maybe my Gucci glasses will attract Tom Jones in Vegas.