It was hard dragging Drew from bed. Yesterday he had stayed after school for Robotics, then worked long on a paper, ending up staying up late. Even though this was the last day of school for the year, even though he had some sort of Christmas party in 5th period, even though snow was predicted, he just did not want to get up.
I had looked out the window - no precipitation in sight. After calling Drew three times, I finally turned on the weather channel. Commercials. Try channel 9. More commercials. Channel 10? Commercials! I went to the kitchen to putter around and make a cup of green ginger tea. I wandered back to the living room, steaming mug in hand.
What's this? School closings? But its not even snowing! I watched the list of schools scroll down the bottom of the screen. Not only did I discover Rochester City Schools closed (Drew's school Charles Finney is always closed when the city schools close), but they actually listed Charles Finney School. Wow - Drew gets a day off. I watch the weather forecast. It will start snowing at 9am and get progressively worse throughout the day, with the peak of the storm hitting around 3pm, just as schools will get out. No wonder they closed.
I pop back to the bedroom to tell Drew the good news. "Aw, rats." he responds and stomps out to the living room to see for himself. He plops on the floor in front of the TV and watches the scrolling school names. Even after Charles Finney rolls by, he sits for another revolution just to make sure he isn't seeing things. Without a word, he goes back to bed, pulls the covers over his head, and is snoring in seconds.
I am envious. Roberts Wesleyan is not cancelled. I have to brave the big storm and get myself in to work. Ah, well. At least somebody gets a day off.
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