Barb's Burblings

I thought I was screwed

I thought I was screwed this morning. My alarm went off at 5:40. I popped out of bed and called my office to see whether or not we were closed. The message was the same as it always is--no "office closed message." My heart fell. I was screwed. I knew I should've gone to bed before 1:45. But I was hyper. The snow was falling and I was strangely excited. I was skipping about the apartment. And I wasn't at all tired at 11 or 11:30, when I should've been thinking about sleep. "But it's snowing so hard!" I thought. "Surely the office will be closed." Well, it didn't look that way. But I knew that they have until 6 to make any decisions. So I got back into bed. And lay there, thinking about how screwed I was. My alarm went off again around 6:15 and I turned on the tv. The morning shows were all going on about the bad weather, about the snow that was still falling, about the slick roads. My hopes raised a little. So I got up and went to the phone. And there was the message. The glorious message. "The office is closed due to inclement weather in the D.C. area." Yay! I told Carrie the happy news, watched more tv, and then slept until 11:45. It was fantastic.