Snow Day

I woke up antsy this morning and I'm not sure why. If I had dreams during the night, I didn't remember them. The best way I've found to counteract this feeling is yoga.
Jilda teaches a free yoga class at the local community center each Monday night and I've attended it for years. As a result, I know a bunch of poses.  So when I do yoga alone, I do every pose I can remember.
It's not pretty, but it gets the job done. When I get up after relaxation, I feel taller. It did the trick this morning, and today has been delightful.
This evening sleet started ticking on our metal roof just before dusk. I stepped out on the deck to get an up-to-the-minute forecast and the wind was brutal. I closed my eyes and turned my face to the sky and let the sleet pepper my skin. As it fell through the trees, it sounded almost like bacon frying on the stove.
My great-nephew Jordan, who turns 3 later this month, came over before dark and he was SOOOO excited. He jabbered something but I couldn't understand what he was saying. His mom told me he said that he was coming over in the morning and hit me with a BIG snowball.
I've always liked snow, especially Alabama snows. Most of the time it's here today and gone tomorrow. But in years past, I always dreaded weekday snow because my job required me to be at work. That's not the case now so I plan to bundle up tomorrow and have fun in the white stuff with Jilda, Jordan and his mom Samantha.
If any of you are affected by this particular event, y'all stay safe and warm.