Something like that

Sooo, in addition the blog I wrote last night let me just go ahead and add this little nugget here. Alright, so we had 15 inches of snow and when snow melts and it’s 18 degrees and your road isn’t plowed that well, it turns to ice. I take my daughter to work this morning and I do a cool 5mph down our road. I totally bypass the stop sign, no one is coming anyways and then drive out of the neighborhood on the left side of the street. Yes, that is the wrong lane but the only clear lane and again, no one was coming. I get her to work with no issue.

The apartment complex her client lives in that she cares for is blacktop. Not just any blacktop…Shiny blacktop and we allll know what that means. Yeah buddy, more ice. Go ahead and enter the ugh effect right here. So I’m on the decline right and I have my foot so hard on the break before I got to the ice (important to note that I did not break on the ice) and I’m paralyzed with fear. See last year, I got stuck, on a hill. You see where I’m going with this. My daughter is so encouraging and she’s like you can do this mom you can do it. I’m sitting there, heart pounding, palms sweaty, shaking my head. At this point I am so thankful there isn’t a car behind me in the lot. I was tempted to have her get out there but I’m a good mom and didn’t put her out.

I inch down and I’m like killing it right? I’m only doing 3 mph but I’m killin’ it. She gets out and then she almost falls walking to her clients apartment. But she made it (shew) so now, I have to go uphill on ice! (Crickets) I’m having heart palpitations just writing it. So the lot is lined with cars, the attendants are in their carts going around and there’s me and there’s ice and a hill. So I creep up it ever so slowly and I spin. I freak at this point right because it’s just me and my nine year old and she can’t drive so it all falls on me!! My heart is racing at this point. In my head I’m telling the attendants they suck but not out loud or anything because I try really hard to be a nice person and an example on how you’re suppose to act. I manage to get out of that and I hit another patch of ice and spin again.

At this point, my nine year old daughter is trying to encourage me. She says, mom, I mean it’s ok if you hit the other people, it’ll be fine. I’m like like, haha, I know you are trying to encourage me and I appreciate it but you can not hit these other peoples cars, it’s just not good to do. It will cost a lot of money and be my fault. We finally made it off the icy hill and by this point I’m truly sweating. My daughter from the back says, see I told you, you could do it. Then I’m of course white knuckle all the way home with all the rigs on the interstate and you can’t tell what is salt and what is snow. I wanted to kiss the grass when I got home I totally did! Now, I have to go back out and do it all again. If the parking lot is still icy after today, I may not say how much they suck in my head. I may actually say it out loud.