This weekend was supposed to have been spent laughing and knitting with half a dozen or so friends at a cottage in central Wisconsin. Been looking forward to it for weeks.
But reality hit Friday morning with viciously blowing snow. I was packed and ready to take off for the cottage from work, but when the schools closed (and in turn, the library) at 1 p.m., that was the clue that perhaps this was not the best day for a several-hour-long road trip to a place where I'd never been.
I chickened out.
So, I phoned in my regrets to my hostess, who was at that moment en route to the cottage. She protested that the freeway was 'totally fine'. Well, that's dandy but I would first have to actually GET TO the freeway, 15 miles north on country roads, and that was looking highly unlikely. I set out for my drive home from the library in a total whiteout.
My long driveway was hugely drifted (The weather experts say we got only an inch and a half total accumulation all day but when there are 40+ mph winds, that is an extremely deceptive statistic.) and despite determinedly gunning the Beetle with a positive set to my jaw and an I-will-not-be-defeated attitude, I got solidly stuck driving in.
So much for mind over matter.
But reality hit Friday morning with viciously blowing snow. I was packed and ready to take off for the cottage from work, but when the schools closed (and in turn, the library) at 1 p.m., that was the clue that perhaps this was not the best day for a several-hour-long road trip to a place where I'd never been.
I chickened out.
So, I phoned in my regrets to my hostess, who was at that moment en route to the cottage. She protested that the freeway was 'totally fine'. Well, that's dandy but I would first have to actually GET TO the freeway, 15 miles north on country roads, and that was looking highly unlikely. I set out for my drive home from the library in a total whiteout.
My long driveway was hugely drifted (The weather experts say we got only an inch and a half total accumulation all day but when there are 40+ mph winds, that is an extremely deceptive statistic.) and despite determinedly gunning the Beetle with a positive set to my jaw and an I-will-not-be-defeated attitude, I got solidly stuck driving in.
So much for mind over matter.
After an hour of digging, I got the car free and deposited more or less at the top of the driveway. It was nice to be able to rescue myself. One less job for Mr. Kathie, who has a sizable snow blowing job ahead of himself once the winds die down.
So I'm home this weekend. Not the worst possible outcome.
So I'm home this weekend. Not the worst possible outcome.
3 comments:
Oh dear - disappointment, but you are safe and sound! Hopefully you will have a good day at home.
Thanks for the photos of your snow - love to SEE the blowing snow, just don't want to be IN the blowing snow.
How sad that you didn't get out for the weekend, but at least you can have cosy time at home. It's just incredible to me that we are experiencing constant heat, and on the other side of the world there is just such a huge contrast!
*hugs*
Tazzie
:-)
Safe, sound and warm. Pretty good outcome.
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