We had a snow day yesterday, after a good old-fashioned blizzard. The airport reports 17.5" of snow was dumped on us in around 24 hours. Today the high is 6 degrees.
Captain America hitched a ride down to work from someone up the street (a coworker - he didn't actually just stand on the street with this thumb out). This meant by afternoon our driveway still hadn't been touched. Watching the wind swirl snow around outside, I had zero desire to do anything to it.
And then the doorbell rang. My rescuers. Two 10 yr old boys. If they were even 10. They offered to shovel our sidewalk & driveway for $2 each. Apparently I looked surprised. "You look shocked. $3? $4?" I told them I'd give them each $5. DEAL.
Meanwhile the girls were still inside in jammies. I had big crafting plans for yesterday, but they had to clean their room first. Which meant we ended up with about 20 minutes at the end of the day to make ornaments. Every time they go to clean their room they get sidetracked playing. I'm not good about keeping them on task when they're being quiet and occupied. I kind of stop caring what the task is, and just enjoy the silence.
So it turned out as I should have expected. Instead of spending the day making ornaments and baking cookies and ending up reading by the fire with mugs of hot cocoa, it was more like, "Did you clean your room yet? Then no." But they managed the day without killing each other. Or me killing them. Success!
7 years ago
4 comments:
Oh man, I remember show days. Don't have those in L.A. I'm afraid. Though it did get down to 39 the other morning. Which pretty much freaked everybody out. Anyway, a day of jammies and hot cocoa sounds divine.
success is always best measured in those small (or really not-so-small) victories...
Just wanted to say...I completely understand! I think my girls have been cleaning their rooms for 2 weeks (playing Barbies). It is frustrating when you finally have the energy for a plan and then it is really not "THE" plan for the day. I find it hard to let go of MY plan.
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