Five days before Christmas, we had a major storm here. Start with a spring thunder storm. Bright flashes of lightening and window shack claps of thunder. It rained for hours, then it started freezing, then snowing. We only got about 3 inches of snow but that was on top of the now frozen rain.
I've had my car for 10 years and have never ever gotten stuck. I've been able to go where I wanted, when I wanted no matter the weather. Okay, so there was one time when we got 14 inches of snow that no one was going any were, but it was the weekend so I didn't have to go to work. I never miss work.
So I get in my car (now I'm wearing a skirt and new swede boots) that is how confident I will not have an trouble getting to work. We have a very steep gravel driveway and we always say if we can make down it, we can make it any where.
So I made it down the driveway. I did slide the last few feet (there is a 15 foot drop off on the other side of the road but there is a guardrail). I now have two choices - which hill do I want to go up. So I take my normal route and turn left out of the drive. I don't have any problems.....at first.
I start going up the hill and a car coming the other way driving in the middle of the road tops the hill and starts down it. I try to move closer to the my side of the road because the idiot is not getting over. I moved alright - right into the ditch.
I was not happy. I tried for 20 minutes to get myself out of the ditch before giving up and calling R. Now remember I'm only 7 houses from home. R gets out of bed (it is only 7am, can you say grumpy). He discovers that there is nothing on the front of my car to hook on to, we didn't know this since this is the first time in 10 years that I've had a problem with it.
One of our neighbors walks up the hill to help. The men try to push my car out of the ditch with me driving the car but it is not moving out of it. R finally gets into the car and puts it in reverse. Floors the gas and it shoots backwards down the ditch back onto the road. Then he attempts to drive it up the hill.
The neighbor and I get behind the car and push it up the hill. Needless to say, I drove the car back home.
I then sent an email to my work that I would be in late because I got stuck in a bitch. I did not realized until after I sent the email that I had a major typo. So I had to send another one letting them know that it was "A ditch but it was a bitch". My boss laughed about it. They were just glad I didn't get hurt and my car was okay.
I did finally manage to make to work 2 hours late. I'm sure they were happy about it because I had the meat for our luncheon that day. They would have been a hungry bunch of people without me.
So this winter watch out for those bitches of ditches. Drive safely.
