Driving in the snow….
We are basically experts now. I see those areas that cancel snow when there are only a few inches on the ground as wimps.
So when my morning commute is being disrupted by snow, I have a system.
My alarm is set for 4:20. I get up and check the driveway for snow drifts– this involves walking up and down our entire driveway. It’s a long walk. If I see none, and the driveway is passable, I go back in and start to get ready. If there’s snow drifts, it’s time to bust out the snow blower.
I run my normal schedule about half an hour earlier than normal. As I get ready, I very seriously watch the traffic. I never use only one source. Two traffic apps on my phone, traffic.com, and the news. They are all I can listen to, look at on these mornings.
When 57 is bad, I take Ridgeland. Ridgeland– such a hidden little gem that no one knows about. I feel like I’m taking some sort of secret passage. It doesn’t go through all the way, so you have to take Oak Forest Ave. (another hidden gem that is my favorite). It’s all perfect. When 57 isn’t bad… I stick with it.
Some mornings, the streets aren’t plowed (like this past Wednesday) and those mornings are a little scary. Getting out of my neighborhood of little country roads can be like a challenge. You never know where you will find a snow drift, or encounter blowing, blizzard-y snow.
When I get to work, though, I feel some sense of accomplishment. I’ve made it. I got through the snow, the slippery slidey roads. I made it with the other people trying their hardest to make it to work on time. I enjoyed a little extra ‘me’ time… dancing, laughing, listening to the radio. It’s an adventure. Any adventure you go on, you must plan for. And this is an adventure that I spend my time planning for, even if it isn’t the best of circumstances.