Wednesday, February 10, 2016


This morning. 

"All that plowing I did yesterday," he started. "For nothing. It snowed last night. The driveway is covered."

"Do you think we'll have school today?" I asked.

"Why is everything measured by whether you have school or not?"


I made coffee anyway.

Dear Wednesday,

Do what you're going to do. I'm ready. I consider you a Friday now anyway.


Not a lot of snow, but Shane said it was kind of icy.


Got the notice. School's closed.

Starting a fire. Cozying up with ancient history and hanging out a little longer with Agamemnon till the kids get up.

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