Saturday in Salt Lake City, Utah was in the 70’s. Perfect weather for cleaning and balancing the chemicals in my hot tub. Right? Needless to say my hot tub sat idle for too many months. It is ready for use. Finally.

Then it started. Yep. Snow. Sunday night.

As I did the “drive of shame” on Monday morning…

Did I just say “drive of shame”? I’m 37 and I drive. That is hardly worthy of the “of shame” comment. Usually one walks for those. And feels shameful. I didn’t do/feel either.

Back to the drive…I was in a car that doesn’t do snow. It barely does rain. I got almost all the way home and bam. I was stuck mid intersection. At 7:15 am. It was not a place I could park and walk. I was literally in the middle of where two streets cross. Luckily a lovely lady named Deanna stopped and asked if I needed help. I held back the tears and said yes. Keep in mind, I literally rolled out of bed, brushed my teeth, pulled on a tank and sweats. Thank god I had access to my extra running shoes versus the flip flops I wore originally.

We called over another guy in the neighborhood who was eager to help us. Of course, he also mentioned four times that the tires on the car were horribly bald. At that point, what was I supposed to do? Seriously, I wasn’t in a position to order new tires and have them installed before we moved the car out of the intersection. I got it…the tires suck.

Eventually we parked the car on the side of the road. The lady gave me a ride home. I got ready for work. Then I realized…this weather isn’t all bad.

I’ve got a working hot tub. Which would have been perfect if I was heading up the canyon to ski like the line of cars in the picture below. Fresh snow. Fresh hot tub. Heavenly.

Tags: driving, hot tub, parking, snowing

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