Okay, it’s not like a snow day really matters when you work from home. It’s not like I have to clear off the car and actually get dressed, or Gawd forbid, go anywhere. But there is something about your car covered with all that white stuff and your driveway stuffed with five inches of snow, not to mention the negative THREE degree windchill that somehow triggers off the cabin fever.

And the internet is a dangerous thing when you have time on your hands and a case of the heebie jeebies from being “forced” to stay home. All those useless Facebook games, interesting links that tempt you to click here to learn more, not to mention time on Twitter and calling it “work”. (Well, IT IS.)

So, while I can’t exactly take a snow day and justify it, I think I might do that anyway.

Today I am grateful for: sweat pants, vanilla chai tea, and the layer of fat that insulates me from the wind chill factor. Heh.