Yes, it's true. I'm stuck at home all alone for a few days. Sad times for me, but hey, at least I'm not stuck under a bridge somewhere. It's amazing to me how dumb I can be sometimes. Yesterday, I got off work at noon, and it took me roughly an hour and a half to get home. I turned on the TV to see what the weather man had to say. It was at this point that something in my brain stopped functioning. For the rest of the night, the TV was on. Why? I don't know. I NEVER watch that much TV. NEVER. And really, it's not like the forecast was changing, "It has been snowing. It will snow more. Don't drive." over and over and over.....
Eventually, I went to sleep, though very late. This moring at 6:00am, my phone rang. I still don't know why... there were no "received calls" or "missed calls" but if you've ever heard my phone, you know that there is no mistaking when it rings. When I finally got it to stop, I rolled over to go back to sleep. That's when I heard it: the unmistakable sound of wheels spinning in the icy snow.
You've got to be kidding me! I thought.
Who in their right mind is trying to drive in a storm like this? I peaked out the window, and sure enough, someone from the apartment building next to me was parked on the road and was trying to go somewhere.
What could possibly be so important? I tried to sleep, I really did, but sleep would not come. Over and over I heard wheels spinning out. He kept trying, but he wasn't getting anywhere.
Why can't people in Kentucky drive in the snow? It's not like it never snows here. I had offically climbed onto my high horse and was looking down on everyone else.... especially this guy that didn't know how to get out of the snow. Then it occured to me, if any of my friends from up North were here (Steve, Quinton, Ken, Kelly... this means you) I would have felt like an idiot pretending to know how to drive properly in the snow. I'd much rather ride with any of them than to drive by myself any day... but surly I knew better than this guy did.
It soon became obvious that the guy outside was flooring it in drive.
Just throw it down into low and go slow, rock back and forth and you'll be fine. Still trying to floor it...
Come on buddy!! Give it up and go back to bed! It's not worth it! But he refused to listen to my thoughts...
Then the scariest thing happened to me. At 6:00 on a peaceful snowy morning, Mike Hilliard's voice started ringing in my head,
'Edify, stupid!' Go away, Mike. 'Edify, stupid!' Why do you insist on ruining my sleep? 'Edify, stupid!' Fine. So I got out of bed, put on my snow pants and a couple of not-so-warm shirts and my snow boots and headed out to face the cold.... I hate the cold.
I walked to my car to get my gloves, for I knew pushing was in my immediate future. Once I got them, I walked around the side of the building and noticed another neighbor trying to get out of the parking lot. They, also, had no idea what they were doing. They had made it to the driving stage, but had gotten stuck. One was outside pushing, the other driving. So, I got to them as fast as I could and suggested a lower gear and started pushing. We finally got the car onto the main road and all was well. By this point, the guy that had unknowingly dragged me out of bed was already gone. Oh well...
I came inside, my heart racing from pushing the car and from being nearly frozen solid, and climbed back into bed. I woke up 4 hours later and thought, W
hat is so important that people feel the need to drive on a day like today? Two minutes later, I got a phone call from my friend Betsy, saying she was stuck in Cinnci and might get a bus to Louisville. She asked if I'd be able to pick her up at the bus station if she could get there. "Of course I can. I'd walk through fire for you!" Then it hit me... there are a few good reasons to get out in the weather. I'm sure those "crazy" people that were getting out so early had good reasons too.
I have so much pride. Father forgive me, for I have sinned.
