I'd been out of town last week - funeral of my son-in-law's mother.
We left immediately after, as reports of an approaching storm were on the news.
A storm.
It was a FREAKIN' SNOWpocalypse!
A trip that normally takes about 9 hours or so, with stops, took over 17 hours. One section of the interstate was closed due to accidents - yes, multiple - and, on other parts, we were stopped cold for times varying from 20 minutes to over an hour - several times.
When we were finally able to exit, we couldn't find a motel with vacancies. We decided to just push on.
By the time we arrived home, we'd been up over 24 hours straight.
I spent most of the day sleeping yesterday.
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