Yesterday, it snowed. Now if this had been five years ago when we lived in New England, we wouldn’t call this snow. It would be a smidge of white dust. But we’ve lived in Chattanooga for four and one half years now, and we’ve adjusted our expectations. It is snow.
It was windy and the snow was light so that it danced across the roads in eddies and whorls. We marveled and fell in love with snow all over again. It was as if we got an early Christmas present.
The gift came with a downside though. No, it’s not shoveling. The accumulation is so minor that a broom would do. The downside is that Luke had an eight o-clock final this morning. It’s now been rescheduled to Wednesday. He was supposed to be done with finals today and now his Christmas vacation has to wait two more days.
Luke isn’t that upset about it. He’s pretty prosaic. But Ariel is upset for him. She thinks that prof should just cancel the final, give the Luke “A” that he currently has, and move on with life. She’s also incensed for the students who have plane tickets to go home on Wednesday and now may have to pay extra money and try to get their tickets changed.
But that’s not us. And maybe it’s no one. What we’re hoping for right now is that the university will be open by 11am, which is when Luke’s next final is scheduled. If it’s not, Ariel might be organizing a protest.