The second snow storm of the year! I was so excited. Why? I’m not exactly sure why I love snow. When we get a significant amount, I only like to play in it for about ½ hour to maybe an hour depending on how cold it is outside; I would rather be inside with a cup of coffee. Maybe the reason I love snow so much is because snow is so beautiful and delicate and makes everything that it falls on look beautiful and magical.
When I woke up this morning and saw that it was snowing, I was happy and kind of disappointed. I knew that the snow would be fun and all, but in the back of my mind I knew that I would have to pay for this day off by doing extra homework and stuff for school. L When I finally got out of bed, I had a lot of things that I wanted to get completed before church later this evening. I even made out a make-shift list with some goals to complete. Sadly, I didn’t get but maybe two things checked off on that list. I didn’t do hardly anything except drink too much coffee and talk to my mom. Ironically though, even though I didn’t get all of those things finished, I didn’t have the least bit of remorse or guilt for wasting my day away. Usually I do, but today, I simply didn’t care. I’ll probably suffer for it in the future, but oh well; I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it.
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