We got about eight inches of beautiful powdery snow Sunday night.

I’m sure the roads were a mess from that.

Then we got about an inch of wet sticky snow in the afternoon, during the time I needed to commute to teach.

Sigh.

I was really hoping crashing my car in a freak April snowstorm last year would NOT freak me out about driving in the snow, but it has.

I left early, took my time, and avoided the highway (even though it might be clearer, that is where I crashed my car, so I am not mentally ready to drive there in a snow storm). But ugh, the roads were not good, and my heart rate was probably through the roof. Many lanes still had a layer of slush – which is what caused me to slip and crash my car. Changing lanes over that is a scary nightmare to me right now. Most turns caused me to slip, even with the snow setting on in my car, and with going through the turns slowly. (I’d like to add, everyone except huge trucks was driving this slow – I was not being a nuisance to other drivers with my speed.)

I got to class and kind of wanted to cry, from the stress of the drive. But instead I text Bobbi (who offered to come drive me home after!!! how sweet!) and she made me feel better.

I took a different route home and it was mostly better, minus some blowing of snow that had started because of our high winds.

I’m embarrassed that crash shook me up so much. Even though I know it’s completely logical that it would. Now I just need to figure out if there’s anything I can do to help my driving (on snow covered roads) anxiety, other than give it time. Maybe I should go practice driving in a huge empty snowy parking lot. I keep telling Steven I want to learn how to drift (in the Datsun). Maybe doing THAT would give me more confidence. YES! THAT’S IT!!!!