My husband thinks that in June I'll be resentful that there are Snow Days to make up.
But, I'm not resentful now. Nope. This morning, Day 2 of subzero temps here in Illinois, I am blissfully sitting in my favorite chair, by my favorite window, with my favorite objects: a mug of Starbucks and a basket of books.
Today there is no requirement to teach the beautiful children in my class. My only responsibility is to finish Tana French's The Secret Place and download Michael Faber's The Book of Strange Things on my Kindle. Perhaps it sounds like a selfish way to spend the day, but I will long remember it in May and June when I'm teaching in a 95 degree Farhenheit classroom.
If you'll excuse me, the kettle is starting to boil...
