Uggghhhhhhhh . . . *groans and rolls around in blankets until burrito formation is properly achieved* . . . I don’t wanna get out of bed and go out into the stupid white wonder that is winter. I hates it. I just hates it so damn much.
I’ll admit, I’m currently lucky enough to have a job that calls everyone off for snow days when the weather is deemed bad enough. That was the case on Monday and I have been frantically checking and re-checking my work e-mails and the school district’s closings this morning to see if that would somehow be the case again today. Thus far, no luck. -_-
That means it’s nearly time for me to grumble my way out of bed and put on non-pajama clothes (seriously, the worst kind). Meh! Fuck pants! I just wanna use my blanket like a superhero cape and keep my fuzzy penguin PJ’s on forever.
Sorry, but this post is pretty much just an ode to the suckage that is winter. If you live somewhere right now where you have to shovel, scrape, and bundle up but still manage to have snow soak through your shoes/boots to leave the house, I’m pretty sure you probably understand.
If you stuck around and read my little tantrum, thanks for letting this girl vent a little. ❤ I’m a firm believer in the power of venting/ranting/letting it all out when you need to. Hopefully spring will offer its sweet, warm embrace soon. 🙂