First off, my other half decided he had to set the alarm clock for 5:30, an hour early, because despite the fact that public schools in the county where he works are closed, the boarding school where he teaches and serves as Scoutmaster of the on-campus troop is OPEN and he needed to get grades into the computer for report cards to be sent out on time. He gently woke me at 6:30 because he was too busy preparing to leave to verify whether our girls had school at the usual time. I stumbled out of bed, into warm clothes, and down to the computer and checked the local CBS affiliate’s website, to learn that not only the girls, but I, have to be places at the usual time.
The 1-2” of snow we were forecast to get NEVER CAME and our roads were DRY! So off we went at 7:00 to find out WHY we didn’t get it--it was about 38 degrees outside! I deposited my daughters at their respective schools. Upon returning home, I got the dishwasher loaded and running after a hasty breakfast of lowfat yogurt (on top of a Dunkin’ Donut left over from yesterday) and hit the shower after I confined the dogs and cats, fed the fish, fed and watered the mice, and gave the larger critters a bowl of water. Shower over, hair blown dry, made up, and dressed appropriately, I got to work on time--only to find our office’s official opening was delayed until 10:00 a.m!
So here I sit blogging…Yes, I posted it WAY later, but it was drafted before 10:00 a.m.
On a related note, hubby’s Boy Scout campout this weekend was a soggy disaster due to the weather up in the Piedmont. They went to a state park where they’ve camped before, but this weekend was a washout before they even started. It rained all night Friday, all day Saturday, and the overnight forecast for Saturday into Sunday was for more of the same with added gale force winds for a bit of variety and ahead of the whit diversion that was forecast to start sometime Sunday afternoon. He and his 10 hardy boys, as well as the other adult traveling with them, looked at their sodden campsite, soggy tents and clothing, difficult-to-keep-burning fire, and everyone concurred: the heck with this, take us back to the boarding school! They packed it in early Saturday evening.
Hubby called me from the road at 7:30 p.m. to estimate his arrival at home around midnight. Based on the weather reports I’d heard all day Saturday, it was a welcome call. It also set me into a flurry of motion. I set the girls to vacuuming, taking out the kitchen & bathroom trash, cleaning out the cats’ litter box, bringing firewood in from the garage, and moving wet laundry to the dryer while I put away all the non-perishable groceries I’d bought earlier in the day and thoroughly cleaned the kitchen. Within three hours the first floor of the house had been vacuumed except two rooms, the fire was roaring in the stove with more wood available to keep it so, and scented candles burned in the kitchen and dining room while the dishwasher hummed away.
I keep trying to convince my daughters that it’s good to pick stuff up throughout the week and just KEEP the house neat, but at their ages they aren’t getting that message quite yet. I look forward to the day when my weekends DON’T have to include vacuuming, putting stuff away, and cleaning bathrooms!
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