Last Friday into Saturday, it was predicted that we were going to get the biggest snowfall yet this winter. It could be anywhere from seven inches to a foot or more.
I was scheduled to teach CPR-PR/First Aid/Oxygen at the Y Saturday morning and I thought, "If the weather report is right, I don't want Sam to have to get up in the wee hours of the morning to scoop me out." So I asked the powers that be - could we start an hour later?
After much debate back and forth - with one of my supervisors wanting to wait until 7 p.m. that night - I was told to call it. I did.
We all slept in an extra hour. No one complained. And we still got the class done early!
The snow? My Dad got it in northwest Iowa - we sure didn't!
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