I admit it, I'm spoiled. My routine here in Beijing has me sleeping in most mornings until anywhere between eight thirty on the weekends and ten thirty most other days. Granted, I usually work until nine each evening and don't get to bed until the wee hours of the morning.
This morning is special. Despite the fact that I went to sleep last night at ahhh, around three, I've been up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed since before seven.
My motivation is simple and nearly as old as I am. Today is a snow day.
For as long as I can remember, a snow day has been nothing short of a holiday as grand as any other... especially when the snow is rumored to begin in the morning. My excitement rivals Christmas eve as I find it hard to sleep the night before and my feet hit the floor before sunrise. I have to admit that on this occasion I'm pretty sure I've gotten up at least once every hour to check the weather outside, even though it isn't supposed to start snowing until after eight.
The sky is dark and gray. It's cold enough to numb my fingers and I know its coming. (Yes, I've already been outside to assess the current weather conditions.) Chris has been the ever-present pessimist all week with comments like "if it snows" and "only flurries" but my spidey senses tell me that this morning there will be a downright drenching of snow. Who cares if it sticks, I just want to see it!
So here I am, at the break of dawn, stalking the weather... waiting with excitement to watch the first flake fall.
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I heard rumors of snow here but while the chances of precipitation are at 90 and 100 percent, the coldest it is supposed to be all week is 50 degrees. I am perfectly pleased with that however. You know me. While everyone else is singing "Let it Snow", I am singing "Let it Grow" and nothing I want to grow will grow in snow. Maybe one day I will gain appreciation for the renewal process. Perhaps I need a hobby for winter time that excites me as much as my warm weather activities. As it stands though, the greenhouse just isn't the same. It is definitely better than nothing but still not the same.
Wellon't leave us hanging.
Where's the snow!
Jackie Oh said...
I don't wanna talk about it. *Crosses arms* HMPH!
LOL, looks like Chris' pessimism spared him great dissapointment as all we saw yesterday was a few tiny flecks o' snow. :O(
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