Wimpy

No, it’s not Tuesday nor is it hamburger-on-the-menu day. I’m just feeling like a wimp because I don’t want to brave the snow this morning.

Most of the reason for my lack of motivation comes from the fact that I have to go through the intersection of the local high school. It is always a snarl, always overcrowded with teenage drivers and is noted for a few icy inclines during this time of year. I would go the “back” way, but that passes through more icy hills and the elementary school. I guess those drivers would be more experienced? Hm.

To be fair, if my class didn’t start at the same time as schools do I wouldn’t have any concerns as I use my Midwestern driving skills to navigate this continuing snowfall. Which, by the way, did they ever predict this much snow? Either my over-the-top alerts failed me, I ignored them, or I just had too many other things to think about. Let’s go with the last idea.

Out I go with a little danger in the day.