When I was a kid, this would have been great news. The only thing better would have been if it were snowing the night before a big (or little, even) homework assignment were due. Oh, how many times I was let down by the Snow Gods for not dumping enough snow on the ground thus causing school to be canceled ... but that's another story. (Actually, probably several other stories ... but they all ended the same - tragically).
Anyway, as I was saying, this would have been great news when I was a kid. But it's been a long time since I was a kid (chronologically, that is. We're not speaking mentally here). Now though, for the most part, I can do without the snow.
I no longer have little kids at home who like to build snowmen or go sledding and as for the little-kid-less me, I don't like driving in it, I don't like slipping in it - and I really don't like shoveling it. Sure, it can be pretty, but not when you're trying to keep your car from sliding into a tree.
Nowadays, the only time I really like snow is starting from about the evening of December 24th, say sometime around 4:30 in the afternoon (and that's assuming everyone has made it home safely) to early in the morning of December 26th - maybe even stretch it out to December 27th, if we have to.
Other than that, I'm all set.
Fortunately, today's snow didn't last long. All of it was melted by the time I left work - leaving nothing behind but wet, salted roads - and the bitter memories of being betrayed on too many elementary school mornings.
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