We have had one of the coldest, snowiest winters ever. I knew when we missed a week of school in December it was going to be bad, and it has been. We missed 13 days of school, plus a delay thrown in for good measure. I don't think I have heard my heat kick off for weeks. (Which makes my electric bill awesome, by the way.)
But this week we have been granted a respite. It has been above freezing for a whole week now, when we have had weeks (months?) of it staying below the dreaded mark. Yesterday, it was a blessed 68 degrees. Heaven.
Honestly, I am not really much of an outdoorsy person. I do like to get out and do a little gardening in my vegetable patch or go for a walk, but overall I prefer my climate controlled home, where I can look out and see the sunshine.
So, why am I so excited to be rid of the cold? Because, warm weather allows me to open the back door, and kick my three children out of my house. I fiercely love my children, but I also fiercely love my alone time. I am desperate for the opportunity to pee by myself. To sit in a house that is silent. Obviously, I wouldn't want silence and being alone all the time (or would I?), but the cold creates so much togetherness that I tend to get a little claustrophobic.
Yesterday, after homework was completed, I sent them packing. Thirty whole minutes passed before one of them came inside or complained or anything.
I know this is probably a brief pause before winter resumes, but I am oh so thankful for it!
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