Damped and Driven

So yesterday, we were to have our first day of class this week on account of inservice on Monday and parent-teacher conferences on Tuesday. I got up around 6:45 as per usual and set about working up a couple things i needed to get wrapped up for class for the day. I put my PBJ in my bag, had tied my tie, and was pretty much good to go aside from a cup of tea. Darius comes upstairs- 2 hour late start, he’s just heard from his head teacher. At this point i feel like the gods have smiled upon us as i can take a nap for at least an hour and am really pretty excited about that prospect.

I putzed around trying to get my school computer to work- good grief i HATE macs. The worst thing about them is that when they don’t work, which is quite frequently in my experience, they don’t just not work, they mock you about it, icons bounce, colored pinwheels twirl, as if to say “not only am i not working, but i enjoy infuriating you, *giggle”. Give me the blue-screen of death! But i digress…

So i drifted off, and was woken up by screaming. I was pissed- wtf?, but then i realized the reason for the screaming. School was canceled. It was really great. It was blissful, sort of like if you were to wake up at the age of 10 and discover that today was not tuesday jan 23, middle o’ the school week, but in fact Christmas morning. We spent the rest of the day taking it easy, making food, some friends came over in the evening for dinner; it was nice.

Oh and the sun came out by about 1pm funny how that works isn’t it?