Our house at 9am yesterday. I think it's cool that we have a stoplight at our house. Did you know that they continue to turn green then yellow and finally red, even when there are no cars waiting at the intersection? It makes me think the falling tree in the forest does make a sound even when no one is listening.
Why do the kids get a snow day but all the working adults (except teachers, but not teachers like me) don't? No need to answer that, I already know; it's because profits might be compromised. One of the things I don't like about capitalism is the lack of heart, or humanness. Everything that counts is boiled down to monetary profit or loss. A snow day would cause porfits (I'd fix that, but it made me laugh) to decline, hence no snow days. Anyway, getting around town yesterday was a fiasco. I left the car in the garage and took public transport. Getting on the bus meant wading through the hip high bank created by the snowplows. At each stop, upon braking, the bus fishtailed. The driver kept banging the bus into the curb and bouncing us back out into the street. I can not imagine having driven, though there were real human beings in cars doing it. You can call me a wuss, I don't mind. The metro was full of grim-faced adults slogging to work while the kids enjoyed the snow day at Grandma's. All the school districts closed yesterday due to the blizzard, but every class of mine was as scheduled. (fyi- I teach adults at their place of business.) Before my four o'clock class, I caught this guy getting stuck. Felt all proud I did, of my wussy decision to leave the car home.