Hello, hello. Figured I should post something more than just meme/quiz/things. :)
Hmm, now I need to figure out what to say. Well, enjoyed the weekend- mostly. Saturday morning was supposed to be training at CAHS. So, even though the snow was terrible I headed out (after being encouraged by a still-in-bed beau that 'if you don't go, you don't get to volunteer.' Said he who had not looked out the window).
The snow was kinda fun to drive in. Okay, it wasn't. It scared me lots and lots. However, I chose to remember it as fun. Hey, at least I've proven to myself that I can drive in snow that bad. With a lil 99 Olds Alero with low tire pressure. Oh, and have I mentioned recently that I need new contacts? Heh, driving in whiteness is more interesting when your detail vision is pretty sucky. :)
So, the highway wasn't too bad- save for the trucks. I was following one at 30 mph (okay, the right lane was almost completely cleared of snow- the left was spotty some places okay, some not). However, every time we got passed I experienced white-out where I couldn't see *anything*. While not particularly religious- I prayed!
Eventually passed evil, bad, slow truck. Got off highway- hey slip slidin' away! Was okay, got to humane society. Oh lookey, they closed! *sigh* Then had fun trying to get out of the parking lot to make my left turn. I was waiting for a bit because I wanted to make sure there was NO ONE coming from either direction. Heh, someone did stop to see if I needed help getting out of the parking lot. I didn't, just wanted maneuvering room. He still waited until I was clear of the parking lot before leaving.
So, drive home- highway going east MUCH better, and fewer people. Back in town- they had plowed again since I went through there the first time- however, it was still snowing. Slipped and slid on my way home- by this time I was more confident and just having fun. Got home safely. Began to breathe more freely.
Go to apartment, chain door shut, take off snowy clothes, crawl into bed. Wake up Beau and tried to make him feel bad about sending me off in the snow, and tell him how scared I was. Then he had to go and ruin it by actually feeling bad. Where's the fun in that?
Vowed not to leave apartment for the rest of the weekend. Which of course didn't work- went to the grocery store that evening (made HIM drive!) and the Sunday we were able to stay in all day. Which was nice. He worked on his chemistry homework and I stitched. Managed to finish season 3 of Buffy. :)
(oh, and apparently the trainer person at CAHS DID try to call to let me know, but the 'phone connected like a fax' oh... guess somehow the modem didn't disconnect from the previous night- OR I gave them the wrong number. Oh well.)
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