School is NOT cancelled today! Phooey! Temps didn't get quite low enough overnight to freeze, so the roads arr wet, not icy. But the temp is supposed to get lower over the day, so I claimed that I was worried about the highways icing on my commute home (well, it really is a worry since a lot of my drive is on an elevated highway) and am officially Working from Home.
Mind you, the 4.5 hours sleep caused by a midnight thunderstorm and waking up at 5:45 and being unable to get back to sleep is also a concern - I've got enough adrenalin now to be awake on the drive to work, but the drive home this afternoon would be scary.
I shall hole up in my apartment and brave the almost-freezing weather with only my cat and the internet for company. And I have to convince the cat that she really doesn't want the window open, natural fur coat or no.
ETA: I just looked out onto the back porch and, strangely, the old empty litterbox and the dead small not-quite-hand-vac, not-quite-vacuum-cleaner that I never remember to take to the trash when I'm going there are gone and the glass globe for the porch light is sitting on the ground. Huh. Suppose I ought to check the unlockable storage closet and see if my Neverending Supply of Cardboard Boxes and the two folding chairs are gone. Although it seems more like a mysterious trash collector and not a really desperate thief. I have no idea when they vanished, which should tell you how often I check the back porch.
ETA2: JUST got the campus email! We closed! Woooo!
Mind you, the 4.5 hours sleep caused by a midnight thunderstorm and waking up at 5:45 and being unable to get back to sleep is also a concern - I've got enough adrenalin now to be awake on the drive to work, but the drive home this afternoon would be scary.
I shall hole up in my apartment and brave the almost-freezing weather with only my cat and the internet for company. And I have to convince the cat that she really doesn't want the window open, natural fur coat or no.
ETA: I just looked out onto the back porch and, strangely, the old empty litterbox and the dead small not-quite-hand-vac, not-quite-vacuum-cleaner that I never remember to take to the trash when I'm going there are gone and the glass globe for the porch light is sitting on the ground. Huh. Suppose I ought to check the unlockable storage closet and see if my Neverending Supply of Cardboard Boxes and the two folding chairs are gone. Although it seems more like a mysterious trash collector and not a really desperate thief. I have no idea when they vanished, which should tell you how often I check the back porch.
ETA2: JUST got the campus email! We closed! Woooo!