Snow mercy – getting tired of winter

I was raised in a house that loved snow. My mom teaches first grade, and as it turns out, grade school teachers love snow days just as much as we did when we were in grade school. She always gets very excited whenever there’s a day off from school, and it was easy to get wrapped up in that excitement as a kid.
Now I find more and more people that just plain hate snow. Sure, there were always those who considered snow “bad weather” when I was younger, but I just assumed that these people were the minority. After I came to Stevens, I slowly began to notice that lots of people hated when it snowed.
To be honest, this confused me slightly. What is there to hate? Sure, while normally there’s the potential freezing to death or starvation from blizzards, but I’m talking about the weather we’ve had the past few weeks. There was heavy snow, but we couldn’t have gotten more than two feet each time. No one who lives in a dorm or an apartment has to shovel their sidewalks, so I have to wonder what people don’t like about it.
As someone living at home, on the other hand, I find myself becoming extremely agitated with the weather. Sure, it’s fun having days off from school, but I’m getting tired of shoveling the driveway and chopping at ice after I arrive home from my night classes. Sometimes, I tell myself it’s not the snow that bothers me, but the ice. Realistically, it’s neither. What’s really bothering me is the fact that it keeps happening.
I love the snow, but even I think that this is getting to be a bit much. As much as I love having the day off from school and playing in the snow, the fact that I seem to be perpetually shoveling snow and playing catch-up with class work is starting to bother me. I’m a Teaching Assistant for a Design 2 class on Wednesday nights that has only met once. And my Monday afternoon class has only had one class as well. Granted, we’re only four weeks into the semester, but missing all of these classes isn’t helping my already severe Senioritis.