By Brittani Young, Contributing writer
Photo by Jerreck McWilliams
Snow days can be relaxing, but also boring. During the time off I managed to get nothing done. I enjoyed the first few days, but for the most part it was boring.
The first day, I lounged around the house thinking of all the things I could have been doing. To no surprise, I only succeeded in laying in bed and watching Disney movies.
Day two, I adventured out of the house to my cousin’s house, which is just a block away, to work. I slid past a stop sign and barely made it to her driveway. I watched her little boy while she worked on taxes for her business.
When 5 p.m. rolled around, I headed for home. I backed out of the driveway slowly. I didn’t hit another car or tree, which kind of surprised me since I was sliding all over the place.
I made it back to my driveway and I kept on going, my car deciding that it didn’t particularly feel like turning. I left my car on the side of the road, not wanting to take a chance of being stuck in a ditch, then went inside and curled up under a blanket.
Day three, I was really starting to get cabin fever. I wanted to go to school, work, Wal-Mart or anywhere other than my house. I managed to make it back to my cousin’s house safely, but getting back was, once again, tricky.
I wanted in my driveway, so I turned my car around, still sliding everywhere. The second attempt didn’t work, but I finally made it on the third. So, I got out of my car, celebrating my accomplishment, and before I know it I’m face down in the snow and ice. I was fine, thankfully, even though my stomach hurt from laughing so hard. That is the last time I celebrate anything on ice.
Day four, my cousin decided it was time to get out of the house too. My uncle drives us to town to go to Wal-Mart and get a few groceries. We spent about two hours driving around town just to stay out of the house a little longer.
The weekend finally arrived, and brought fun with it. My boyfriend and I went to his parents’ house and played the Wii. Needless to say, I kicked his butt at Frisbee golf.
The next week began, with Monday and Tuesday clear enough to go to school and work. I have never been more excited about school. In fact, I was downright eager to return to class.
My excitement didn’t last long. Tuesday night brought another deluge of snow, burying me in either my house or my cousin’s for the next few days.
Fortunately, Friday was clear and I headed to school, and then returned to work. I couldn’t be happier about it. Here’s hoping the snow leaves us alone for a while.