When I was a kid nothing excited me as much as a snow day. All of the fun, fluffy stuff falling out of the sky like so many feathers after a rockin’ pillow fight…. Staying home from school, sledding, throwing snowballs at passing cars (er, I mean that always looked like fun when the other kids did it!) During all those good times, I never understood why my parents hated snow.
Then as an adult, it got a little annoying. Sure it was beautiful coming down, but later on, after it was all dirty and gray, and you were out shoveling it in a stiff breeze that would make the wicked witch of the north sit down and beg for a space heater, I began to dislike the snow days.
Today it snowed like 6 inches here.
Now that I work from home as a freelancer, I have to say that some of the magic has indeed come back. While most of Indianapolis struggles on the roads to get home inside of three hours, I smugly sit in front of my Dell 3007WFP designing websites.
Something inside of me wants to be unproductive, but there are no more excuses. Damn.
February 6th, 2007 at 9:48 pm
I was also excited to be comfortably working from my home office rather than having to bother with the treacherous combination of 6 inches of snow and I-69 rush hour traffic.
Then I remembered I had a client meeting to be at in an hour :(