One of my neighbors was outside clearing her car and we had the nice weather conversation. I got my window scraper out of my car and started clearing the crazy snow from my car. She had a shovel and I was thankful because I would need to borrow it. Once she cleared her car and shoveled a clearing around the wheels, she began to clear my car. I thanked her. Even when I had to run in for a tissue she continued. I said I was thankful, but that if she didn't mind me borrowing her shovel, I'd continue and she could get on her way. She obliged and I began to shovel mounds of snow from around my car trying not to re-bury her car.
By the time I had cleared out, I was a hot mess and in need of shower number two. Got ready again, took a call from Arlene from work in which I told her I would be taking the back roads. As I got to my car the second time, I nearly fell on my rear, but I saved my to go cup of tea, and neighbor number two helped clear more snow from around my car. I started to pull away, and lowered my window to say thank you again to which he just laughed and said your welcome, like alright already, get out of here woman.
So, I'm driving, I'm driving and the road is alright, it's been cleared, but there is slush and snow, and some of the patches are slippery, but I'm a good driver, no Nana references Jen, and I'm confident that I'm still fine. I get to the road I need to turn onto and almost immediately the road disappears and I'm driving on nothing but snow. Okay, no problem, I got this, that is why I have D3 and 2. So, I'm driving I'm driving, and as I come down a hill and the road slants toward my lane and I try to drive up another hill while an oncoming care takes their share out of the middle I become stuck in the snow.
So, I reverse, I spin forward, I reverse again, each time embedding my car further into the snow at the side of the road. I get out of my car, and get the only thing I have to move some snow, a postal bin that I use to take the mail during tax season. So, I'm scraping snow from around my tires and off the road and a big truck passes me. Thankfully he stopped and asked if I had called anyone. I said I was trying to dig myself out first and he basically said that isn't going to happen. So, now another truck comes up behind me with a plow. That guy gets out and the two men have a man conversation about how best to move my car from the embankment.
They ask if I have anything to move my car. No, just a crock pot I borrowed from my sister-in-law and gym clothes in the trunk. Along with survival gear that does not include rope or a tow line.
Praise the Lord the man in the truck behind me has a tow line under the floor mat in his truck. He starts to pull my car while the man from the front truck steers. During this time, the wife of the man driving my car tells me 78 is open. To which I am glad to hear, and also ticked. If only the news had told me the truth about the highway. So, attempt number one and the tow line snaps. Good thing it didn't pull anything from my car and we can try again. Guy number one finds another tow line in his car, so they double up and try two more times. Praise the Lord, they were able to get me out.
By this time traffic on this back road filled with snow is lining up. I am not going forward, so my only option is back from whence I came. I back up to the first driveway that is on a deep hill. Guy two that pulled me out suggested I try to turn around there, to which I said, what you talkin' bout crazy? Not really, but I was thinking it. So, I back up all the way to the top of the hill.
Slowly, slowly I reverse and people behind me just sit. Slowly, slowly I continue pointing backwards and saying as if they could hear me, I'm coming back.
The line of traffic gracefully pulls to the right to allow me to pass. At one point I was so close to a car I was afraid of hitting it. Thankfully no contact was made, but if anyone was in my passenger seat, they could have asked for Grey Poupon. So, I waved a thank you and continued on my way to a safe place to turn around.
I finally got that chance to turn around, and headed back home. Knowing now that the highway was open, I had to try again. So, I went the way I normally go to work. Two hours after I started this blessed journey, I was back at square one.
Arriving at work at 10:30 messed me up for the rest of the day, but all in all an adventure. I'm so thankful, there was no accident. I often say that in inclement weather I will wait until all the yahoos are off the road. Well, I think after today, some people may be saying that to themselves, but I'm the yahoo they are trying to avoid.
Thank you two neighbors and two strangers, and the countless people I annoyed passing your car backwards. This yahoo salutes you.
