The all knowing weather people predicted just a dusting to an inch of snow today.
That was fine by me, the guy with that serious fear of driving in the snow.
It snowed all day. It was coming down hard enough on the way to work to warrant an extremely slow pace on the highway since the plow trucks had not yet hit the road.
I just took my time, listened to the radio, stayed in the slow lane, and made it to work safe and sound. I don’t even think my blood pressure went up a bit.
All day long, I watched the snow fall, and I still didn’t let it bother me. You have to understand, Modern Philosophers, this is a huge step for me. I normally would ask someone for a ride if it was snowing, or I’d spend the whole day in a panic, my stomach in a painful knot, as I worried about the drive home.
For the drive home, I put on the radio, which I sometimes don’t do when I’m tense about driving in the snow, and set a slow and steady pace.
There’s no prize for getting home in record time, Modern Philosophers. The goal is to just get back to The House on the Hill without incident.
I didn’t care if I was delaying anyone’s commute, there was a passing lane for those who wanted to show off their daredevil driving skills.
Sure, I was still white knuckling the steering wheel, but there was not the normal ferocious fear that consumes me. I actually laughed out loud as the Same Kinison routine Stephen King’s radio station played for the Five O’ Clock Funnies.
I fishtailed a little as I turned onto my street, since it wasn’t plowed well, but I quickly had the car under control. All I had to do was make it up the long, steep driveway of The House on the Hill and my mission would be complete.
Of course, that little task didn’t go smoothly, but even as I was swerving like a drunk up the driveway, I never lost my poise. I got Zombie Car to a safe point, and then I got out and shoveled the driveway between the car and the garage. Like this…
Because I was a Boy Scout, I am always prepared and had a snow shovel in the trunk. As you can see, I shoveled out around the tires and ahead of the car.
All I had to do was straighten out Zombie Car and ease it the rest of the way into the garage. Oh, and I definitely needed to straighten the car…
Don’t you love the way the falling snow looks like laser beams when caught in the flash? Yes, I am a Film School Nerd at heart, Modern Philosophers!
I stayed outside for another half hour clearing the snow from the driveway. That trace amount of snow that was only supposed to fall this morning.
The moral of this story, Modern Philosophers, is that I am definitely getting better at dealing with my phobia. Slowly and steadily, I’m getting there…