They've already called school off for tomorrow and we haven't even had a snowflake fall yet. This is our school district's superintendents 2nd year in the position. We had such a mild winter last year that school never got called off and he told the kids he was disappointed that he never got to flex his administration muscles by calling off school. My theory is he didn't want to miss an opportunity to cancel again this year, so jumped the gun a bit. Well, at least I know we'll all be able to sleep in in the morning.
I went into town to day to pick up some library books that were waiting for me and buy a few groceries. I just did it because I needed to run into town quick, but lots of other people did too, both the grocery store and the library were busy. Since we're supposed to get up to a foot of snow in the next couple days, I guess nobody wanted to be stuck at home with nothing to eat and nothing to read. Fortunately, this is Wisconsin and we're used to snow. Stopping by the store is more of a, gee, we might get dumped on tonight, better pick up a gallon of milk. We don't have people freaking out like in other places that aren't as used to snowstorms. Nobody was buying up gallons of milk, loaves of bread and dozens of eggs, like they were planning on spending the entire blizzard making french toast or something. The shelves weren't emptied and nobody was fighting over the last case of bottled water. It was weird though. I was walking along the aisles and I kept seeing this lady. Every place I went, there she was. I'd pass her in one aisle, turn the corner and there she was again! I couldn't figure out how she did it until I was in the freezer section and saw her at the end of the aisle AND walking past the pizza freezer on my left. That's when I realized that there were two old ladies with the same brown hairstyle and red jacket in the store. That explained a lot of things.