A particularly timely post from our archives. Enjoy!
This was my reaction to learning recently that the school district had called off school – again – due to inclement weather.
Indeed, it felt that way. My children have only had one full week of school since early January. I think, anyway. To be honest, it’s all starting to run together into a big, cold, unproductive blur.
But one thing I do know: we had three snow days, all in a row, after winter break. Then a short week for my big boys due to exams. Then a holiday for Martin Luther King, Jr. day. Then school was called off. And called off again.
I’ve admitted to being an unabashed snow-day lover, but there are limits to everything. I’ve been looking forward to gearing up work and getting my house under control, but instead of building momentum, I feel like I’ve just been sputtering along since Christmas.
So finding out about yet another day with all my kids home all day initially inspired a feeling of panic and more than a little mom-grumping.
It’s not just about my kids being around; I like my kids, after all. It’s about everyone being stuck inside due to the bitter cold, and having to move all my appointments – and then move them again. It’s about routines falling apart and bedtimes getting lax and the fact that I still have a few errant Christmas ornaments lying around that haven’t made it to the bins in the basement yet.
So that evening, I allowed myself one of those whiny Facebook moments I usually try to avoid.
But then I tried to shift my perspective. I mentally wrote off getting much done, and just…surrendered to the snow day.
It’s normal to be frustrated when schedules keep getting interrupted. But the beauty of having bad weather hit so much of the country at once is the sense that we’re all in it together. Everyone’s working from home around the chaos of kids and dogs. Nobody minds when a meeting gets rescheduled. My calendar suddenly feels so arbitrary – will it really matter if I don’t get that post up on time?
One day, sooner than we think, life will get back to the comforting monotony of normal. And one day, we’ll look back and say “Remember that year that we had all those snow days?”
Most likely the kids will have school tomorrow. But there’s always a possibility they won’t. For today, we’ll make some cookies, maybe play some board games. And see what the weather does.
I guess I just made up my mind to surrender to the snow day. I can’t do anything about it, after all. So I’m planning to enjoy the cozy, lazy, holed up feeling only a snow day can inspire. And remember that, soon enough, I’ll wish we had more breaks and lazy sleeping-in mornings.