SNOW....Snow...snow....snooooooww!

There isn't any snow outside my window. I'm a little disappointed in the weather people. I trust the things that television brings me!! All this talk about a winter storm today, and so I go to bed with the hopes that I'd wake to that familiar cold brightness coming from the window. The evening light as it reflects off of white clouds of sugary snow all over the ground, calling my gaze to the mountains looming just blocks away. NO. Just cold, dank Provo out my window. Just the hot tub at my apartment complex, filled with giggling BYU folk. Maybe if I left the apartment and went driving around, I'd see the leftovers from when it did fall. Maybe it did snow during the day, but disappeared. Maybe the new Storm Tracker Real Radar on Channel 2 SUCKS and they lied. Or, perhaps I just slept through it all. That is the most likely scenario. I did see on the news a study about sleep inertia. There is a period of time between when someone wakes up and when their brain is able to function on it's normal cognitive levels. Some people are functioning immediately, some people's brains need about two hours. That is me. That's why I never had any eight or nine o'clock classes when I could help it. I would not want to get up, and in the fog of wakefulness I'd just decide to skip class. Who cares if there's a paper due, who cares if I'd missed the last few weeks?! There is always a way to justify it in my brain at that time. That's because my brain WASN'T THINKING CLEARLY. I've stayed a little too late at some boyfriend's houses because I had fallen asleep next to them, woken up, and, "Hey, I can't see any good reason for NOT kissing them some more, instead of going home right now!". It's that prolonged sleep inertia's fault. That's why I have to set my alarm a full hour before I actually need to think about getting out of bed. It takes that long to decide I'd be better off going to work than sleeping through it. Every single time. Hopefully I won't have to think too hard when I'm a mom someday. My kids will be doomed. Here, honey. Go set the kitchen on fire. Yeah, I'm sure it'll be fine. It will keep me warm while I go back to sleep....