Who truly wants a snow day?
As a parent, I cherish those precious 7 hours when my kids are at school.
In those moments, I thrive.
I survive.
Not because I need time off, but because I crave the space to recharge and focus.
I adore my children, but as they celebrate the snow day this morning, I can't help but shed a tiny tear. It's not that I don’t love them; I’m simply mourning the loss of a much-needed break on a particularly challenging day, knowing the work will still be waiting for me later.
By now, I’m well accustomed to my morning ritual. As I navigate the morning chaos, I find myself sneaking to the pantry occasionally, taking a quick hit off my vape. Today may stretch longer than usual, but while I can't get outside, I can still embrace a moment of relief. And at least they are letting me get some work done
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