
Yesterday, on January 17th, we had our first "big snow" here in Delaware. I had heard on the radio we might get snow showers, but wouldn't get "snow snow" until Saturday. When it started to flurry around lunch time I noticed but really didn't pay it any mind.
When 4:15 rolled around Brian called to see if I needed him to stop by and get the snow off my car. He was going to be leaving work a bit earlier and in all his sweetness thought of helping me out. But I said I'd leave and get everything off my car, no worries. Just flurries right.
Not so.
I yanked Carrie out of her office because she didn't know if she had a scraper for her truck and I wasn't going to leave her floundering. I scraped off my Jeep and drove her over to her pick-up. She did have scraper and so we started scraping off her truck. All the while we were laughing like school girls out in the snow. We were loud and obnoxious, it was such a great stress reliever. Even though there was nearly 4 inches on our vehicles I still wasn't worried about driving because I figured the roads would be fine.
Not so.
Delaware Department of Transportation...let's just say they still weren't out on the roads and everyone was trying to get home. The snow was coming down pretty hard still and the sun began to set our visibility was quite limited. I put the Jeep into 4WD and took it slowly. I put
WJBR on to hear their traffic reports so I could figure out the best way to pick up Braeden. It became apparent driving to get him might be a bit of a challenge because there were vehicles in ditches after having only gone 2 miles.
WJBR has the best traffic reports for Northern and Middle Delaware, truly, during rush hour he updates the report every 15 minutes and is always spot on.
He began announcing the 40 major car accidents on the road while I was listening including 12 spin offs on Route 1 (major highway) one of which included the spin off of one of Del. DOTs snow plows. Oh joy! And so now I began to panic. There was snow/ice/slush crap all over the roads, nothing has been touched, people were driving 10 miles per hour and I was still 10 minutes away from getting to Braeden.
My knuckles were turning white because I'm a pansy when it comes to driving in snow, but I was doing well considering. Until the girl in the white Eclipse spun out in the right lane of 896, shot across the left lane (I was in the left lane) and into the median where her tiny car bounced off the guard rail like a ping pong ball. Then I nearly lost my mind and threw up in my lap. I'm serious, I'm such a sissy. All I could think was that I was going to wreck and die out on the road and never make it home to see my family. Questions ran through my mind of what would happen to Braeden...I felt ill, my heart was trying to jump out of my chest and Captain Ken on WJBR was still reading off accidents.
Well I did manage to get to Braeden but then I told my Mom (she has a home day care) that we might be spending the night because there was no way I was getting back out on the road unless a plow came through.
Brian offered to come pick me up but after my driving experience I was terrified at the thought of him driving in his 2-dr Honda Civic to pick us up and bring us home.
A bit later Dave came to pick up Isabella and he offered to drive me and Brae home. At first I said no because I didn't want to worry about getting my car back and what not. But then I ran outside and asked him if the offer was still on the table because I just really wanted to get home.
Needless to say, I am still alive and we did get home. I'm at work this morning and the roads were fine, but due to the massive amount of disabled vehicles and road spray, it still took a little while to get up campus.
I think I'd be okay with snow only accumulating on the weekends. It is beautiful to see snow falling and landing on tree branches. It is NOT beautiful to see me behind the wheel on a snow covered highway.
The end.
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