What. A. Day.
I checked OPM at 4:30am and it said government offices would be CLOSED today. At 7:30am, Leslie texted us interns (me, Anna & Spencer), to let us know that we should come in because it wasn't snowing here, and that we could leave if it got bad later.
A few minutes later she texted us again to let us know that it had really started to come down, and to enjoy our snow day.
I texted her to let her know my back was killing me (I should have taken an extra Lyrica bc of the weather, but hadn't because it wasn't doing much when I went to sleep), but that I'd take my meds and see how I was doing later.
She texted me about an hour later to ask if I could go ahead and come in (because I can make the trip underground) and have another day off to make up for it.
-There were only two problems with this. 1. I was passed out from taking my meds and 2. I still have NO IDEA HOW TO FIND THAT DANG PATH!!
Two hours later, I woke up and texted her back. I told her I could come in or stay home, I was fine with either.
No response.
I took a shower and got cleaned up to finally receive a text that said not to worry about coming in - Anna was there, she had just been worried that with the CR bill they were voting on the phones would be off the hook.
When I saw CR bill, I decided to go in. I had totally forgotten about it and it was kind of a big deal.
I bundled up, grabbed my awesome umbrella, and headed out. The snowflakes were HUGE, but nothing was sticking. Luckily, I had the rainboots from the office, so I stayed dry for the most part. It was cold and windy in every direction, but I managed to not blow away.
When I got to the Rayburn building, I started to doubt my decision. I had emailed K to see what I should do and she had told me that it wouldn't be a big deal (me not going in) as long as I didn't keep apologizing for it. Should I even go in then? Would they be upset I showed up after being told I could just stay home?
So I called my dad. He's smart when it comes to this kind of thing. Luckily, he reaffirmed my choice by telling me that I was there so I should go in. They'd be glad I was there to help, and if they really didn't need me, they could just let me know. No harm. No foul.
Phew.
So I grabbed an umbrella cover for my now snow-soaked umbrella, went through security, and headed on up to the office.
Leslie was so sweet when I walked in - apologizing for the craziness, and worried that I'd braved the storm, but I told her I wanted to help - so I went to my desk and got settled in.
Turns out, I made the right decision. There was a tour scheduled for 2pm, and even though 2 of the 3 didn't show up, I was there to go with Anna and help along the way. The constituent, Mr. C., was very nice and patient with us as we went along.
I had forgotten to grab my flats that morning (the rainboots distracted me), so I ended up doing the entire 2hour tour in my HIGH HEELS. They set off the metal detector up in the House Gallery, but somehow I made it. No blisters. A modern day miracle if you ask me.
When the day was over, Leslie wrote me detailed directions on how to find the underground path to the Hart Senate building, and apparently, there's a train that runs from the Capitol to Hart, so that's nice. I was so bundled, I decided to walk home, but would try and find the train tomorrow. The weather wasn't too bad on the way home, it was raining, but by the time I got to 2nd street, I was splashing in puddles unapologetically.
You only live once - why leave puddles unsplashed??
*Until Next Time!*
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