Our district canceled school for today because of blowing snow and a high temp hovering somewhere around 10 degrees.
I LOVE snow days. They are one of my absolute most favorite things in the world. But until this morning, I'd given up any hope of ever having one again. That's because our district has been pretty stingy with them this year, having only allowed us one. I can't tell you how many times since October I've gone to bed at obscene hours *just knowing* we were going to have a snow day or a 2-hour weather delay, only to awaken and find no closures or delays scrolling across the bottom of my television screen. Arghh! More than a few times, I've been angry at our administration for making me have to drive on icy roads. I complained last week to the secretary at my kids' school, and she rolled her eyes and said, "Meredith, we live in Colorado. This is life." I guess. But I still prefer snow days.
I knew snow was coming last night, but I refused to believe in any possibility of closure or delay for today. I helped the kids get their things completely ready for school, and I went to bed on time. Maybe that's how this is works because I woke up to see we had a delay, which was later upgraded to a closure. Yippee!