Snow day, please.

This morning Chris and I woke up at 4:55, trudged through knee-deep snow and went to the gym. It was quite a feat.
When we got home, I had no motivation left. All I wanted to do was get back in bed, sleep, and watch some Grey's Anatomy. No such luck.
Instead, my 2-minute drive to work took about 25 minutes. 25 minutes of sheer terror.

I witnessed cars getting stuck, spinning into other cars, and everything in between. I've never been so happy to pull into a parking spot.

Is BYU-Idaho going to wait until someone dies before they shut down school for a snow day?