There are some days

That make you wonder if you really should have gotten up.

Witness: this morning.

I woke up a little late, flew out of bed and into the shower. I got out, made my coffee, and turned on the news. "There have been reports of up to 25 accidents today due to the rain that came through. Because of the low temperatures, it has frozen on contact." And then they show a map of where the rain currently is. Well, okay. It's on the VA/NC border, about 45 mins from here. I'll be okay. Besides, if it was bad, we would be on delay. So I keep watching. Next headline: Man dies in fatal crash on Ferrell Parkway. Oh shit. That is about 10 mins from me, and apparently it's from the ice. FRICKIN FRICK! My heart starts racing and I start to think, "am I safe to go to work?" I walk into the darkened bedroom and tell my husband about the news. He reaches out for my hand, and I know he's worried. Or at least he's showing compassion in my time of freaking out. He asked what roads I would take to work, and we both decide my normal path, which crosses over the Bay, would not be a good choice. So I take the other route...and long story a little less long: the whole way was an ice rink. I slid once. Thankfully there was no traffic when I slid. It took me over an hour to get to school. Usually it takes me 20 minutes. At least I am safe and sound.

As I was driving, had an overwhelming feeling of crying coming over me--that, and the urge to just stop and wait for the roads to thaw-- ridiculous on both counts.

So the rest of my day came through as abnormally as a high school freshman who has just grown three inches overnight. And now, I am exhausted, and I still have work to do. I want to give it the old grad school push, but I am tired! I worry that I'll end up giving a student an A when they really got a D, just because I'm tired, and I just want to get it done.

Okay, time to rally. I can get this done!