Currently, you can find me curled up in the recliner with a cup of coffee, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, and my laptop staring at a snow free landscape out of the front window of my home.  There is no snow; not one flake on the ground.   While, for the sake of my kids I am mildly disappointed, I am not complaining.  It’s noon and I’m still in my pajamas. 

I do find the pandemonium of Nashville yesterday pretty humorous given the outcome of our Winter Weather Watch.  It leaves me considering how often we allow ourselves to go into a tailspin over a maybe.  We convince ourselves that possible scenarios are imminent based on our hopes or fears rather than fact.  How many times do we make decisions, sometimes life-altering ones, based on uncertainty before we have given the clouds a chance to turn and miss us completely?

There are medical maybes.

There are financial maybes.

There are relationship maybes.

Are you making choices based on fact or changing circumstance?

Maybe it all goes back to the old saying, “Don’t count your chickens before they hatch.”  I’m sure the county school board is feeling that one today.  The skies still might open up and pour down white fluff from above, but I doubt it.  After all, my daughter forgot to wear her pjs inside out and flush an ice cube down the toilet.