I feel like I'm 12 again, checking every two minutes to see if we're gonna get a snow day this evening.

I swear to god, if I have to drive all the way out there tonight in this f-ing crazy-ass snow when I'd bet $50 that all our clients will cancel due to the "inclement weather," I am SO gonna hurt someone.

*Bouncing up and down on my bed in my snowsuit, praying and praying and hoping that if it gets cancelled my mom will make me hot chocolate and fresh cookies*