I had quite the ordeal getting to work yesterday. Tuesday around dinner time it started snowing hard. Doug and I were cooking Veracruz style tilapia (which ended up being really good) and the weather went from rain to sleet to heavy snow in a short period of time. I had to work Wednesday 7am to 7pm, and I was worried about not being able to get in because of the snow. Too much snow is not an acceptable excuse for missing a shift. I had to get there. So, I called Angie and asked her if I could stay with her Tuesday night. Then I packed my work bag and left.
It was scary. That was the scariest driving I have ever done. And I drove in the blizzard of 2006. The snow was falling crazy fast. The worst part was 470 near where we live in the foothills. There is a big hill around the Santa Fe and Broadway exits. People were slipping and sliding. There were cars stuck on the hill in the middle of the highway, and a snake of cars (including me) inched around them. I am so glad I didn't run off the road and get stranded. I was going 15 mph for most of the drive to Denver. It took me 2 1/2 hours to get there.