For the third time (already) this winter the girls are home from school due to weather. That’s on top of one late start to the school day and two early dismissals (one of them was after just two-hours). Making these the longest winter days.
Without passing judgement on the school district for making these decisions, these are the toughest days for a single parent. Plans get changed on a dime. For me meetings are canceled (or become calls) and the day becomes part entertainer, part line cook and part clean up behind the girls.
I suppose the silver lining to all of this is being able to sit in front of my fireplace and work the day away.
From the time Risa went to hospice through every decision I make in the house, I try to manage and sustain the routine. It’s certainly not an easy thing to do, but I think worth the effort.
But it’s not easy. The longest winter days are the ones like today. Where its shoveling, working and heading out with the girls.
Of course it would be far better if 13.5 actually wore gloves when she went out to play in the snow. And maybe 11.0 can grab a drink before heading out so we don’t get all bundled up only to pull everything off 10 minutes later to deal with thirst.
It also wouldn’t be bad if either girl picked up the shovel.
But that said, another snow day in the books – and based on what the meteorologists are saying there are more to come (this week). So, dig out the car and dig in for the longest winter days.