Whenever there is a threat of a snow storm, I always get really excited - especially if it means school/work is going to be canceled. Inevitably during a particularly big snow storm, the excitement fades pretty fast. I mean, it all starts out as fun but eventually it gets old.
If you are anywhere on the Mid-Atlantic to South East Coast, you are in recovery mode from the first big snow storm of the winter. Around here (central Virginia), we got about 8 inches, which means it wasn't just one snow day - more like 3ish. And if you are anything like me, your thoughts on the snow days went a little something like this:
Week before
OMG they're calling for snow! School/work/responsibilities are gonna be canceled! Bring. It. On.
Two Days Before
Better go to the grocery store to get essentials.Day Before
They said how many inches of snow?Day Of
10am: This is gonna be good. Nowhere to be, nothing I have to do... Just gonna stay in my pj's, eat food, and not leave this couch.12pm: Oh right, I have so many snacks to eat!
12:30pm: I'm gonna watch a movie/binge Netflix. This is literally the definition of Netflix and Chill.
2pm: Looks like the snow has stopped - time to build a snowman.
3pm: It's really, really cold outside. Maybe I'll go back in and do a craft instead.
5pm: My siblings and I are getting along great. This is good and we're actually having fun. Gosh, why don't we hang out more?
9pm: Oh yeah...this is why we don't hang out more.
Day Two
What do you mean, they still haven't plowed my neighborhood's roads? I don't know if I can handle a whole other day of this.I really, really need to see someone outside of my family.
Day Three
Trying to convince myself that I can handle just one more day of being stuck at home.Mom finally says, "I think the roads are clear. Anyone want to go out to get lunch or something?"