Metro Detroit was slammed with its third largest snowstorm ever yesterday, and the university where I work and take classes declared a snow day. This is the first year since my undergraduate years that I’ve been able to take a real “snow day.” For years, I was a small town reporter and editor, and snow = page views. Then last year, I was a retail manager at a store that never closed, even during the very worst of the polar vortex.
You can imagine my glee at 5 am this morning, when I learned I had another day off. Of course, like a 10-year-old, I was so excited I couldn’t get back to sleep. But still, cue muppet arms!