I’m pretty sure I’m the only person affected by this, but there was a snowstorm in my area of the country today, resulting in the shutting down of everything in the nearby world, but for the flurry of activity inside my house, what with ALL OF US trapped together.
Our being trapped together time, of course, does not include the time Alex and I spent outside shoveling the driveways and various trails to get to important spaces outside our home.
Those important spaces now accessible by snow trail include the front door (need a second exit in case of fire or zombie apocalypse), the sidewalk (because someone is going to want to run down our street and our house is going to be the best part of their run), the garbage cans (because how are the raccoons going to get over there if we don’t clear a path for them?), and a path to the side door that leads to the driveway (for that all-important first exit). I certainly hope no one needs to get inside the garage before spring though, because those doors are sealed behind several giant piles of snow.
Meanwhile, the kids were all inside watching Spaceballs.
It’s funny, because I grew up in the Rocky Mountains and we had snow all winter every winter and we just dealt with it. I am always amazed at how snow can shut down an area that is not regularly blanketed with it. I’ve come to terms with it though. This particular snow storm is closing schools Thursday and Friday, leaving us with a five-day weekend once you factor in President’s Day on Monday.
I think my kids remember what their teachers look like, but I’m not entirely positive.
My kids love snow days for obvious reasons, although they have their share of frustrations. Like when we told them that if they wanted to play video games they had to go out and build a snowman first—a big snowman. They were outraged, especially considering they had already been outside.
Jack was all, “AAAAARGH! This is my THIRD pair of socks!” (The horror.)
Quinn, on the other hand, evidently decided that the third time into the snow didn’t require socks.
Sockless Joe gave up pretty fast and came back inside to help Ruby experience snow.
Our cats are inside friends, so they only get to experience snow when we bring it inside for them, something that happens more often than you might think.
They do, however, get to experience ice fairly regularly, due to Ruby’s ongoing mission to knock over every cup, bottle, or can that enters her line of vision.
Just look at her in that first photo, pretending like she’s not interested in that cup at all. She’s a menace.
In case you’re wondering though, Oreo and Starfire are no less destructive.
While Quinn was harassing Ruby and Ruby was harassing the humans, Sam was earning video games for everyone by building a snowman.
Sam didn’t half ass his snowman though. He whole assed it, building a four-ball snowman complete with four arms, a sword, hair, and a smirky expression.
Unfortunately, the snowman’s artistry was greater than his structural integrity. Shortly after this photo was taken, when none of us were watching, the snowman crumbled face-down onto the ground. It was tragic.
During all of this, Jack was rolling a snowball into what turned out to be a “snow wall,” according to him.
I got a tremendous amount done today, if you count shoveling as getting a lot done. I also ripped up the carpet from our stairs, which is harder than it sounds. There are a phenomenal amount of staples of multiple sizes involved in stairs carpeting. Also the risk of falling down the stairs whilst trying to yank up a particularly obstinate piece of carpeting.
Furthermore, I cleaned out the gerbil tanks, giving all three cats front row seats to their greatest desires. Then I took a nap.
I didn’t get everything on my list done, but except for the fact that we didn’t make it to a sledding hill, I feel like we pulled off a pretty good snow day. And don’t you worry about that sledding. We’ll have plenty of time to do that tomorrow when Team Stimey Junior is off of school again.
That said, the only thing I can think of is how long it is going to take before all this stupid snow melts. Fun and productive or not, I am so over it all.