The Time I Almost Died, Thank You Snow

I’m not very good at driving in the snow seeing as how I’ve been in New England my entire life.  You’d think that I’d know how to manage a couple inches of snow, but apparently not.

This morning, we woke up to close to 3 inches of snow on the ground and it was still coming down pretty hard.  I packed up the dog to bring her to daycare 10 minutes away.  Backing out of the driveway, everything was just so white that I completely ran over a short stone wall with my SUV.  Like I ran it over, not just knocked it down.  The dog looked at me like: You Psychopath, WTF!  I should have known that from there it would only get worse.  Sometime in the next few minutes, I realized that when I lightly braked there was no real stopping and only sliding.  I made it to daycare, dropped off Mia, and then taking a turn in the parking lot I slid and bounced off a teenie snowbank but got right back onto where I wanted to go.  No biggie.  Pulling out of the parking lot I slid one way and then the other before straightening out… normal right?  I must have called Abe like 15 times, but the more annoying part was that I was using blue tooth and sometimes it just would dial random numbers instead of him like the voice would be like: Calling 555 650.  At that point I decided that I wasn’t going to make it through all the back roads to get to the highway to head to work so I headed home.  About a mile from the house the car completely slid left, then right, then left, then into traffic, then out of traffic, into a driveway, almost into a telephone pole, and ended up completely sideways in someone’s yard and like 2 feet from the woods but never actually made contact with anything.  The guy behind me in his pickup truck must have been like: What is that person’s problem??  Because it came out of nowhere.

I dropped the car off with Abe and then decided to stay home.  It just wasn’t worth the stress or inconvenience after that ordeal.  Abe sent me a photo of a totally plowed road a couple towns over once he got well on his way…. which figures.  Our town was not yet plowed when I was on the road of course.

Maybe the craziest part of this story is that I drive a Jeep.

About Laura

Working mom trying to balance life and baby.
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