Is there anything more exciting for a teacher than to find out that you don’t have to bomb out of the house and hit the road? I anticipated this day off but I know not to get cocky. My school has seven sending districts and they all have to close before we can. All the pieces fell into place and here I am, home on the farm where I belong. Doggies sleeping on the sofa all around me, kitties making little snores, piled on top of each other in boxes, and the wood stove humming. I have a long list of things I want to do but for now I’m enjoying just hanging out and listening to the wind against the barn walls. I made porridge for breakfast and thawed a pot of chicken soup on the wood stove so we’re set for food for a while. Matt did chores for me and got everybody in the barn where it is cold but dry and out of the wind.