I had a true minivan moment this morning. Or should I say, a moment with my minivan.
Yep, my gentle beast got stuck in the snow. Didn’t take long. I got out of my driveway in my attempt to get to work, but didn’t get much beyond that. As soon as I moved the thing into drive, I was stuck. Luckily we (and when I say “we”, I mean my husband) had plowed the driveway and were able to get the mom-mobile back to safe ground. I have to figure the plows will eventually come, and the middle of the road is no place to be. Unfortunately, there are two other vehicles that appear trapped in the cul-de-sac at this moment. This could be a long day. The odd thing is I didn’t think it looked all that bad when I looked out the window this morning.
So of course, I was cursing the beloved minivan this morning. “I (insert choice swear word) hate this thing,” I said at one point. You see, when we sold our souls for a minivan, we got rid of a 4 wheel-drive vehicle. What a bunch of crazy people! All for that third row of seating. Sigh … We even looked at a minivan with all-wheel drive but decided to go another direction. Next time I buy a car, I think I’ll do in during the winter when my mindset is on snow and ice.
I probably would be more relaxed about this all if I weren’t so mad at winter. This has to be the last of it, though, right? Then, on to flooding. I imagine by then I will have made up with my minivan.