Delayed Reasoning

The last time my school district had a delayed opening, I spent what seemed like the whole time running to the computer hoping for the rest of the day to be called off, too. It wasn’t, and I realized that I’d completely wasted the occasion.

This morning’s delay follows two full days off, and while I certainly will remain apprised of the status of the rest of the day, I’m pretty sure that once the district has made a call, it stands by its word–and so I must be productive for the short time I have. It’s a revisitation of the old wise Horace’s “carpe diem,” I think better said as “carpe the diem,” now transmogrified into “carpe the delayem.” And I do have seizable options:

1. Go back to bed. Blah, I don’t generally feel that good about sleeping in, partly because it makes that much more difficult the next time I have to get up at my normally insane hour.

2. Reread Gone with the Wind. Double blah, since I’m depressed enough knowing that my morning home time hours are limited. (Besides, I’ve decided I won’t dwell on that book at all; it’s too depressing. What do you get when you know the inner workings of an insensitive, greedy, proud, conceited, egotistical, desperate, charming, ambitious, careless, person? [No, silly, not goodbadi!] And then surround that person with the Old Guard of the South, Civil War, a mish-mash of profiteers, one of whom acutely knows that if he shows his love to his love she’ll bite off his head, and an honorable person or two? I’ll tell you what you get: Margaret Mitchell’s masterpiece, which leaves no hope for the human soul other than its resiliency in times of overwhelming disaster and against seemingly insurmountable odds. Count me an ostrich with my head in the sand, but that book really sent me for a blue loop every time I read it. Next I’m going to read Alexander McCall Smith‘s latest, so I can again be happy.)

3. Comment on the stimulus package. Triple blah–Obama’s not yet called me in response to my application to his administration, so I’m not sure what relevance I could suggest would be adhered.

4. Play with N. Ball, dolls, books, chase—

Sorry, gotta go.