Yep, I took another trip with him. We were supposed to go there the Thursday before, but forecast called for significant snow, so he cancelled the trip and rescheduled for the following Thursday. And it was a good thing he had. Schools were closed. The plant was closed. It was pretty miserable out there.
Since that weekend, the weather had gotten warm. Sixty-degree warm (yeah, I was loving that). My husband checked the weather for Thursday – several times, mind you (because let's face it – it's winter and anything can happen). Forecast called for flurries. Okay, he could deal with that. He asked if I still wanted to go. I did. So he picked me up on the way to his class (he still had to teach and it was on the way). It was snowing.
Okay, no biggie. We kind of expected as much.
At 7:45 pm he was ready to leave. It was still snowing in
Dayton, but nothing in .
Figured, once he got on the freeway, it would be better. It wasn't. What
happened to the flurries? I-675 was practically a disaster (couldn't even see
the divider lines). I-75 wasn't much better. Mt. Sterling
He couldn't cancel his trip. The plant had been begging him to come down (and with his teaching, he can only make it there on Fridays). So we continued onward (thank goodness I didn't have to drive).
We passed many accidents on the north bound side of the freeway, but managed to avoid them on our side (traffic stopped once, but figured someone – a truck – had trouble making it up the hill since we never saw any vehicles on the side of the road and the same thing happened on the north bound side as we were going down the hill).
The thing that really got us, though, was the traffic. This was a Thursday night. After 10 pm. In the snow. I don't usually see that much traffic on the weekend in summer. What the heck were they doing out? And the trucks! You'd think they'd slow down (one jack-knifed under an over-pass and blocked all lanes of traffic – thank goodness it seemed he was alone and hadn't hit anyone; thank goodness it was on the other side of the freeway). I'm surprised we made it in one piece.
Of course, we didn't arrive in
until after 1:00 am (over 2 hours later than we planned). And we brought the snow with us – I don't think it stopped
once during the whole trip. Needless to say, I didn't have a chance to post my
blog, or check my mail, because we were back on the road by 6:30 am for another
90-minute drive (via two-lane, snow-covered mountain roads – flurries my a$$)
to Mt. Sterling West Liberty, where the plant there doesn't
have guest internet access.
And no, I DO NOT want to hear I wouldn't have that problem if I had a smart phone. DO NOT, I tell you! J
It sure was pretty down there, though. Cold (single digits anyone?), but pretty.
So, anything exciting happen in your neck of the woods?
And before I leave, I want to wish my son a HAPPY BIRTHDAY tomorrow (not that he reads this, but just in case…).
Have a good day!