beautiful, glorious day

This morning I woke up and got ready for school.  A normal occurrence! There was a bit of a hiccup though, when I asked my roommate how warm it was outside.  She'd gone running so I figured she would have a good understanding of the current weather in Provo, you see.  The response was a happy one - "It's warm!"

"Oh GLORY BE!! I don't have to wear my boots today!"  I promptly put away my socks and glance around for my most favoritest green ballet flats, but alas, a mere glance will not do and I end up throwing everything everywhere in search of my shoes.  I'm in dire need!  It's warm outside!!

After some searching here, searching there, searching everywhere, I realize I should probably search somewhere I can't readily see.  So I look under the couch.

Ta-da!! Just like magic, I found my shoes!  It's good practice for being a mom, yeah? I have to learn to find my own things before I can find all the articles of clothing, trinkets, toys, piano books, and homework my children lose.

So now that I'm feeling rather successful in my progression in life I grab a light pea coat, blow kisses to my roommates and skedaddle on out the door.  And my, oh, my!  It really is so beautiful in the world!!  A huge grin spreads itself across my knowing face and together we walk through the beauteous morning.  I even had to skip a little and giggle at how happy I felt.

I arrive on campus not 4 minutes later and go to class.  Class ends an hour later and I go to another building to do my homework for said class.  It just so happens that the class I have after I do my homework is in the same building that I do my homework.  So I stayed in that lovely building where the engineering students study and laugh their life away.   I go to my second class, then go do my homework in that same room, still within the walls of this one building.

 Right after my second class I realize I do not have my pea coat!  Oh dear.  It looks so good on me.  I can't lose that coat.  Plus, it was free.  That's probably a bigger reason I didn't want to lose it.  So I run back up to my classroom, but there is no pea coat there. :(

I run down to the room in which I do my homework.  There is no pea coat there. :(

I decide I'll do my homework and then maybe go searching for it later.  So I sit down and do my homework.  About 1/2 hour later a guy comes in with hair nicely dampened because of.....

snow?

Yes.  Snow.

A LOTS of it.

Buckets of snow.

This is news to most of the people in the room and a few just shake their heads and continue on.  Not I. My face betrays my utmost terror.  When I had first entered the room, I had told one of the girls about my deepest sorrow in losing my coat.  She then turned to me and said, "And you lost your coat!"

"I know...!!"  I nearly whine.  "And I'm wearing my ballet flats too!!"

After the initial shock wears off we continue doing our homework and I finish around 1:45.  A thought comes to me that maybe it's in the classroom where I had my first class today.  I decided to go look as the time for classes to get out was quickly approaching.

But first, before leaving the building I ran up to my professor's office to see if anyone had brought him a coat that had been left in class.  Nope.  I also checked the classroom where I had my second class.  Nope.

Lost and found?  Nope.

I must face the snow.

So, in my ballet flats, shirt and skinny jeans, I push open the door and lead myself out into that winter wonderland with a laugh in my heart and a smile on my face.  I can't help but chuckle at the events that had transpired to this very moment.

I quickly walk the 100 feet to the other building and run downstairs.  Is it there??!?

Nope.

Okie dokie then.  Let's go home! :)

So I walk home in the aforementioned 4 minutes.  The whole time people just glance at me with a chuckle in their throats, most likely knowing it was warm this morning.  I smile at them with, quite honestly, pure joy.

It's a beautiful day outside!!  Thankfully I live about as close as one can live to campus, but by the time I walked in my door I almost looked like a walking snowman.  The snow flakes were gargantuan! But lovely, all the same.

And now I have learned that in all reality, I can't find my own things, so I would in no way be able to find my children's things.  I guess motherhood will have to wait a while longer. ;)

Come what may and love it!