Snow-Pocalypse Blues: the story of a snow-driving fool.

My big mistake was answering so quickly.  (Well... it was my first big mistake).

It all began when she asked me if I was gonna stay all night at the hospital and without missing a beat I told her I was driving home, but I would be back.

She gave me the look and then she just came out and said it.  I think that's a mistake.

I blew her off.  (2nd mistake).

I finished report... got my coat... my skull cap... and my keys and briskly I was out the door.  I felt like I had to pee.. But it was a 25 minute drive home... maybe 45 with the snow... But I imagined I could wait (#3).  

When my car slid out onto the street I could tell that what was happening was no ordinary snow storm.  (Got stuck at the stop sign).  But I navigated my first hurdle by rocking my car back and forth (drive-reverse... drive... reverse..) and then I was free.  So I continued on (#4).      

Truth is I made it about 95% of my way home in wind and snow like a Sarhara sand storm..... 

(guy on the radio kept using the word "Blizzard" which made me feel uncomfortable......  so I turned the radio off) ..... 

And I passed stranded cars in mountains of snow all the way.  My muscles were tensing... struggling to line up with the snow grooves that successful cars (actually trucks, jeeps and SUV's) made before me.  And as I entered my home-city-limits I began the mileage countdown... 

5 miles...

Over the bridge... Starting to see buildings...

4 miles....

Quicktrip.. McDonalds... Braums...

3 miles...  

Big Lots... Reasors... Liquor store..

But as quickly as making the decision to  make the trip home to begin with... I made a gut decision to avoid  dead-end traffic on the highway up ahead and took the exit that was on my immediate right hand side (#5)....

(It was the exit with stranded cars and hidden unplowed snow drifts at least 2 feet high).  And then all of a sudden like a fly in a web, I was stuck.  And then all the real fun began.

Part 2 later today.