I finally got Baby-Girl home. She led the way and I followed at a safe distance. She did pretty well until she hit the driveway. The long incline along with all the ice was just too much for her little two-wheel drive SUV. She got about half way up and just started sliding back down. After a couple of attempts I finally got her to the top. Then I realized she would have to go back down it in the morning. So back down I went… going down was a good bit easier than going up. Now don’t laugh but no sooner did I get her taken care of and in the house she wanted to know if I thought it would be okay to go to the gym and work-out.
Yeah I know…but I’m trying to let her make her own decisions so rather than go with my gut and shout something like “have you lost your mind” I asked her a simple question. Is possibly having a wreck worth going to the gym? She said yes it was and I replied well I don’t think that’s a very smart choice.
Nothing else was said but as I’m typing this she is over there on the couch playing “angry birds” and I’m pretty proud of the fact that she decided to play it safe. After all, if she had wound up in the ditch, who’s she going to call and drag out into the dark and cold? That’s right, me…
Maybe she’s finally figuring out that when she has a problem, most of the time it turns into a problem for me!
Its going to be dang cold again tonight but on the bright side it will get well above freezing tomorrow afternoon. That should help thaw things out. Now I'm just keeping my fingers crossed that I don't find any busted pipes when the thaw hits. The house should be fine but we have water down at the barn and no heat. I'm just going to think positive and keep my fingers crossed.