My Wednesday didn’t exactly go as planned. I did not sweep my floor, I did not participate in the speed scrap at scrapmatters and my car did not get winter tire in time…..

Why?
Because of the snow. Because I got stuck in an uphill road with my dads car. Neither coming up or down.

I had to borrow my dad’s car because then my car only had summer tires. He came to my rescue and was about to change my car’s tires. I borrowed his car to go fetch MT from preschool, just like I do every day. I should never have attempted to drive up the steep uphill road, though, up to the school and kindergarten. I kind of knew I wouldn’t be able to drive up it when I saw the other car on the left side of the road, in the ditch.

I got about half way up the hill before the car started spinning. I did not dare to back it down the hill. I’m not very good at backing cars on slippery roads, that much I know. I was also afraid of crashing into the other car (the one in the ditch). So I put on the brakes and the signal and let the car stay where it was. I left the engine running, thinking it might make it easier for others to see it when the lights were on. I went downhill to ask the lady that had driven her car off the road if she was okay. And she said she was. She was on the phone, I imagined that she spoke with someone to help her get the car out of the ditch. I left and went uphill to pick up MT, and to borrow the phone so I could call my dad. I kind of hoped someone could help me drag the car up the hill, but then I also knew my dad was the right man to figure out what was the smartest move. I made MT put on his boots and a warm jacket. I knew we had to wait for a half an hour or so before my dad would come. He had to walk up from our house, about a mile away. MT did not find it funny standing by the car waiting. (I didn’t find it that funny either, I wish I never had driven up that hill at all. I should have known better, it’s not the first time this uphill road is difficult. Embarrassing and irritating.)

Uphill/ downhill. My car got stuck at in the left corner of the second photo. The first car in the ditch lay a little below the green box at the right side of the road and the other car stopped dead a few meters before the traffic sign.

Anyway after what seemed like a long long time, my dad finally arrived. Poor guy. And he got in the car and backed it down the hill, slowly, slowly, slowly, because the road was seriously slippery! When he was well down, he came out of the car and went to talk to the woman with the other car. We both did ask her if there were something we could help with and such. While we were talking we stood right below her car and there wasn’t much traffic in the road, since school and kindergarten now were closed.

We didn’t pay much attention to the car at first. But I saw it driving down, not fast, but not slowly either. Suddenly I noticed that the wheels didn’t turn, and I realized she had lost control of the car in the same moment as my dad yelled “get out of the way!“. I grabbed MT and pushed him into the ditch close to the other car. I fell, but thankfully it didn’t matter. Just seconds later the car crashed into the ditch right below our feet. No one got harmed, but it was so close that it made me really scared.

This was the day my son – ALMOST – got run over!
MT keep saying “I thought the car should run me over. My legs are all shaky”.

I don’t think the driver of the car got all this. I’m not sure; she never did ask us if we were alright. She might have been occupied with other things, I don’t know. But the event shock me up quite a bit. Maybe more than it did MT. I knew how bad it would be if the car had hit him. That thought made my legs shake as well!

My dad drove MT home while I started walking downhill (dad’s car have only two seats). That helped me shake off the scary thoughts and focus about how great and fantastic it was that no one got hurt.

So that was my first day of snow this winter. A bit more scary than I like it, but thankfully we are going strong, both me and the kid – and my dad. And he came back the very next morning changing the 3 remaining tires, so now I’m all set for winter. Thank you dad!

But that uphill road I tend to not drive. It’s easier just to walk that bit for a while………

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I’m planning to make a scrapbook page about this. But I don’t have photos from this, so it’s on hold right now. This is what I made about our walk to preschool on Thursday, that was a beautiful winter morning, a much better day!