At the risk of sounding old, I'm going out on a limb to say that schools these days are getting soft. Even the university where I teach — a university that used to never, and I mean never, cancel classes — canceled classes this week.
Did we actually get snow? Well, yes. We got some snow. But did we actually get SNOW, like real snow, full-on drifts and piles of snow, or pelting onslaughts and avalanches of snow that would necessitate a cancellation? Not even close.
So what's a girl to do? I'll tell you: I'm going to wear sweatpants, and I'm going to stay cozy, and I'm going to drink tea and pet my cats and read a book. I'm going to utterly enjoy whatever cancellation is granted, whether it's warranted or not.
Life is hard enough sometimes. If snow cancellations is one area where it feels a little softer, so be it. I'll manage in my slippers.
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