It’s the day before the official first day of Spring, and we in the Boston area are stuck inside with a snow day. Not the beautiful blue-skied-let’s-go-for-a-romp-in-the-snow kind of day, but under a “wintery mix,” which is to say wet, cold, and raw. I actually love these days – all of these snow days, sunny or not – when something as indiscriminate as weather jabs a stick in the spokes of our frenetic pace and makes us all stop for a moment. (How annoying!) And we stop, because we have no choice. Hair falling in our faces, catching our breath.
We can limp through trying to do the things-on-our-lists as best-as-we-can given the kids at home (Do you have your homework with you? Did you practice violin? Is the store open today? Can we do it on a conference call?), or we can embrace the fact that most of the important work will be there tomorrow, and we can eat what’s in the fridge.
If you’re stuck inside and feeling restless and reading this post (the irony of which is not lost on me at the moment), shift gears. “Restless” is often the flavor of what’s not getting done. Give yourself permission to let that go and see what possibilities the day might hold now that there’s not so much wind in your ears. A game with your kids? A long cuddle under more blankets than is ever necessary? Yoga? Read-aloud books, or everyone to their own? For starters, I’m gonna go see if we have the ingredients for brownies…
Happy Snow Day.