trouble wrapping my mind around the fact that my 'weekend' didn't start until about 3:30 the next day. (The schedule for my school is 8:30-3:00 Tuesday-Friday, 8:00-2:30 Saturdays.) The end of the day came around and I did my sanitation duties, clocked out, then carried all my stuff to the car.dingity-ding-ding-ding goes my alarm at 6:30 Saturday am. I lay there lazily for just a few minutes before I rolled out of bed, grabbed a towel, and headed for the shower. I emerge from the bathroom about ten minutes later to a very still and dark house. I'm not used to being the first one up - nor am I used to getting up at 6:30 on Saturday mornings - but the quiet stillness is surreal, gentle, calming.
I get dressed in under 30 seconds -making me appreciate uniforms very much - and dab mascara on my sleepy eyelashes. Downstairs is dark and quiet also as I grab a couple pieces of leftover pizza from the fridge and put it in a lunchbox. Today I would be driving myself to school and I was trying to go over the route in my head. It wasn't a particularly hard trip, but crossing Hartford traffic is one of my worst fears. But I'd been assured that on a Saturday, especially this early in the morning, there wouldn't be many cars on the road. I was also trying to remember exit and route numbers, I'm normally half asleep while being driven to school and I didn't feel like taking a detour through Hartford by myself today....or any day really but especially today.
I headed out a little earlier than normal, giving myself some thinking time, and was at school before I knew it(yay for no traffic!).
Now there had been much talk about an impending blizzard and we were all wondering if they would be letting us out early. The snow was not supposed to start until 2:00 and I was happy to find myself mistaken on the Saturday dismissal time.
2:00 came around and there was no sign of snow. At 2:30 I clocked out, lugged my stuff to the trunk and headed home as fast as I could. My youth group had planned an event(the Progressive Dinner) for that day to start at 4:30 giving me about 10 minutes to get ready before I left home for the event, but on one of my breaks I received an email telling me that the time had been moved up to 2:30. Terrific.
I rushed home, and changed quickly, threw on a pair of heals and jumped in my dad's car. The weekend had finally begun!
Sunday was lazy, the 18'' of snow I was promised showed up in a 7'' form. Nacho Libre was on TV...and I curled my mother's hair.
Monday(today) has been kind of odd for me though. Everyone has gone back to school and work and are all gone, leaving me home with my mom and siblings doing their school while I don't do much. Having the second day of my weekend be the first day of every one's work/school week is not exciting, but I'll live with it. This week I'll only have three days of school, then a four day weekend, then three more days of education, then three more days of relaxation. So far, I'm a happy camper.
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