Today is a snow day in Atlanta. To be honest, I would rather deal with a foot of snow in New England, where I grew up, than an inch of snow in Atlanta. My 30 minute (give or take) drive home took me three hours yesterday–and I was one of the lucky ones. I had colleagues on the road for anywhere between five and nine hours–and I know of at least two friends who ended up spending the night at work or at a public school-turned-shelter.
So I have a lot to be grateful for, that’s for sure–and very little reason to complain. But this snow is very inconvenient, and it is forcing me to alter my plans….
My challenge today: staying put. It’s going to stay below freezing all day, and my road is probably still iced over. Beyond my road, the traffic maps show that most of the major roadways are still a tangle. Even if I were to try to get out somewhere, I’d be adding unnecessarily to the volume on the road, making things harder for other drivers (some of whom may very well be still trying to get home from yesterday’s mess).
So for today, I am trying to be grateful that I am home, and warm, and with my family. And that’s hard. My instinct (ok, my habit) is to go, go, go. Trust me: I can get cabin fever in just a few hours (you should have seen me when an ice storm locked us down for three days!) There’s a lot of things that I have no control over–and the weather is certainly one of them. So instead of pushing things, or railing against reality, today, I simply need to abide, wait for the thaw, and carry on.
There’s a lot I need to do over the next two days–all sorts of big work commitments. Some I can attend to from home. The majority I cannot. Plans may need to change, meetings may need to be rescheduled.
But all I can do today is sit, wait, and be in the day.
That doesn’t sound too unpleasant, does it?