Threat of snow.

I guess it’s a pretty good weekend to be sick. The temperature has been getting into the twenties at night and Monday it’s supposed to snow all day, the day I was scheduled to drive back from NC. 

I knew about the threat of snow when I planned the trip, but I planned it anyways betting my four wheel drive, my knowledge of the roads and the friends I have along the way would make it okay for me to take the trip.

I have a tendency to make plans around the best case scenario. Some may see that as a fault. I don’t. I am thrilled when the best case scenario plans work out and am rarely disappointed when I have to adjust my course along the way when things aren’t going according to plan.

I’m not sure where I get that inherent optimism, but I’m glad I have it.