I enjoy winter and love playing in the snow but I have reached that point in the year where I am done with wearing boots. This winter has been so brutal that I have gotten into the routine of wearing boots everywhere and I leave my shoes at school so I have one less thing to carry.
During the past week I gave in to the temptation to go rogue and just walk on outside without changing into my boots.
I have had mixed results…
Last Friday as I lead my class out the door and up the front sidewalk, I delicately stepped around the bigger lumps of snow. At one point, I thought I was stepping on brown sidewalk. Instead it was glare ice. I nearly wiped out to the amusement of my fifth graders. One or two were polite enough to remember to ask if I was okay. I was and thankful I didn’t hit the ground or injure anything trying to stay on my feet.
This morning we had wet snow which was melting. Since I was spending the day at a professional development day away from school, I really didn’t want to wear my boots all day OR carry shoes inside. I took my chances and made my way cautiously up the snowy sidewalk in my thick-soled clogs. I made it without incident.
Driving home today everything was melting and the temperature reached a tropical 43 degrees! When I got home I decided to walk the dog and dare to go out in just sneakers. I am tired of clomping around the neighborhood in those bulky boots. My daughter was more conservative and stuck with her LL Bean boots. I ended up tip toeing through puddles and over packed down patched of snow. I arrived home with wet socks and chilled feet.
Sigh… I know the warmer days will reach Maine soon and the snow will melt… then it will be mud season. Maybe I will be able to put away the boots by Memorial Day!