Of course, it coincided with the day that I would start my new job. 4 1/2 hours away from home. In the mountains - where the snow is usually heavier than other areas. It did not snow while I was on the road, but it did start after I began my meetings on Monday morning.
My parents flipped. My mom left me a voice mail with the dangers of driving listed out bullet point by bullet point. She ended that recording with a lecture of how, being pregnant, I should never, ever attempt to drive on my own.
Well, sometimes driving is required, Mom.
I am not afraid of driving in the snow. In college, snow was a regular occurrence. I got used to it. I am a little afraid of other people driving in the snow, however. But, all of my driving efforts went extremely smoothly.
By the time I left for home this afternoon, the snow had stopped. Everywhere. My parents called me 4 times on the way home. At least once, I could hear my mom in the background after hearing about my progression down the road - "She's speeding!!!!!"
As I approached home, I found that our area - remember...it never snows here - got more snow than in the mountains. There was still snow on roads and on trees! And I missed it!