A couple weeks ago I was hanging out at home while Wisconsin's winter was raging outside. This is actually a picture of my kitchen window....now that's cold.
Since Brian had been gone since the 2nd of January, we decided it was time for me to take a little time away from the bitter cold and snow of home.
So I booked a plane ticket and flew off to Atlanta. The weather was gorgeous. The temps were in the 60s which was about 80 degrees warmer than when I left home. That's just crazy to me.
From there we went to NC and it was in the 70s there! Oh my goodness I was lovin' it. I even saw flowers!
After we were all loaded we headed with our load back towards home.
We had heard of the big storm coming and our hopes were high that we were going to get home without running into it.
No luck.
After we left Milwaukee the weather just got worse and worse. We considered stopping for the night but we just wanted to go
home. The ice started to build up on the windshield and the mirrors. The closer to home we got the more snow there was. The interstate turned into basically one lane as the left lane was totally snow covered and not plowed.
As we were putting along a car started coming up our side to pass. Brian saw him in the mirror and said, "Oh no, they are going to try to pass us!"
The guy got next to our trailer, lost control, spun around in circles and rolled 3-4 times into the median. We couldn't stop with the big truck as it was too slick to just hit the brakes. And of course you don't just stop those big things like you can a car. Brian called 911 right away. It was pretty scary and I sure hope whoever was in that car is okay.
We saw many many cars in the ditch and a few of them were on their roofs. I don't understand why some people think they can drive in these conditions as if the roads were clear.
After a long drive we were finally home. Thanks be to God..........