Looks like it's going to be a while before we can sit on our front porch!
I truly felt like a little kid again today. During my 35 years at the University, I can probably count on one hand the number of times they closed the University due to weather. It didn't happen often. It was always welcome when it did happen of course, and such a relief NOT to have to get out in an awful snowstorm!
I had agreed to sub a while back for my favorite place. I have subbed for this teacher several times and she has started requesting me, which is quite a compliment. She is a reading interventionist and helps with small groups of 3-5 students in half-hour segments. So much fun! I love it and always agree to it. Got a call last week to sub for her today and gladly wrote it down on my calendar.
Then last night the storm hit. When I worked for the University, hubby and I almost always carpooled, but I did the driving, except when the weather was bad. I let hubby drive in bad weather and we usually took his truck, which has four-wheel drive. But the public school schedule is much different than his work schedule, although he did say he could re-arrange things at work, and take me to and from work today. That's the kind of guy he is. It's no wonder I've stayed with him for 42 years!
This morning a little before 5:30, my phone rang and it was the public school automated phone system saying school was called off for the day. What a relief. When I retired, one of the perks I thought I would enjoy, would be getting to stay at home when the weather was bad. As I told hubby I like getting calls to sub ahead of time, but in Jan. and Feb., you never know what the weather will be like. It's a gamble. It was 55 degrees here on Saturday!!! But Tuesday night--a blizzard! I believe I heard we are to back in the 50's by this weekend. Crazy weather!
So that was a relief, I didn't even mind getting woken up so early. I can never go back to sleep, so got up with hubby, and got some Beef Stroganoff put in my crock pot, which had been my plan even if I had to substitute teach today. I had the mushrooms, onions and meat all cut up and ready to brown and the crock pot at the ready!
I got to really enjoy retirement today. I think I really appreciated it even more than I have been. I loafed around most of the day until about an hour and a half ago. I bundled up and Lola and I went out and I shoveled snow. I never shovel snow. I let hubby take care of all snow, but since I'm retired, I thought it was the least I could do. I just shoveled the sidewalk and drive around the house, there will be plenty for him to clear on down the driveway with his tractor blade when he gets home. It's not too cold, and Lola barked at the snow shovel as I worked, so we had a good time. I shoveled for over half an hour, then went into the house to get a letter that I was going to walk down to the mailbox. There was a few drifts in my long driveway and I had to contend with Lola nipping at my feet. Son has got to get her to an obedience class--she is out of control sometimes! It was a nice easy walk for me, I wasn't even winded when I got back to the house.
Then I remembered a snowstorm back in 1975. I was teacher-aiding at the time, having just graduated from college and unable to get a teaching job, I "aided" for a year. I believe now the teacher aides are called para-professionals. My oldest son was just 2 1/2, and I picked him up from his babysitter's across the road from the school, but when I went to get back on the busy street to head home, my car stalled and wouldn't start again. So carrying my son, we trudged through the deep snow, back into the school, and one of the teachers volunteered to take me home, or try to get me close to home anyway. The roads were horrible and getting worse. She managed to get me to the end of the block from my house, and I carried my 2 1/2 year old the rest of the way home. It was almost more than I could handle, and I was only 24 years old! The snow was deep, my son was heavy (although normal sized for a 2 1/2 year old--he sure felt heavy to me that day), and I almost collapsed trying to get through the snow drifts just a short 1/2 block from home. I knew I had to make it, I didn't want the two of us to freeze to death. I probably already weighed 250 lbs.
When I realize that I am in better shape today at the age of 62, then I was at 24, I am amazed and OH SO HAPPY! I was headed toward an early grave. I have no doubt about that. And even if I managed to keep breathing, what kind of life was it? A life of not being able to go anywhere or do anything.
I hope I worked off some calories today, shoveling snow. But more than that, I am so grateful that I CAN shovel snow today!!!