It is officially time to panic. Our instructor has to be out of town on the last day of class, so we made a change. The final is now the second to last day of class, on Monday, and Thursday will be a chance for us to all get together and study for The Test, the licensing exam. So I have to spend the next 72 hours cramming. No teevee, no playing computer games. Just work.
To make it more fun, the local TV meteorologist said tonight that the storm that is supposed to arrive Monday afternoon will be "a monster" if it tracks just slightly more south than it appears at this time. As a class, we agreed to arrive early for the final, so that we can secure the computer lab, so I may beat the storm early in the day. Might be hitting up old friends in Fort Collins for a place to stay that night, though. Depends on how bad the forecast looks by Sunday.
I never showed off my snow pictures from this week. I woke at 5 am yesterday when Alfred came vaulting over me, bouncing to the window to watch the snow. It was coming down hard then, but by daybreak closer to 7 am, the whole thing was done. Ah, well. It was fun while it lasted. And the next wave is coming at the worst possible time. Yeehaw.
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