Poking my head in to catch a breath from the craziness happening here lately. I know I promised a big update, but I’m not quite ready yet, so instead, here’s a story about our day today.
A little background, two or so months ago something I ordered was shipped to one of our previous addresses. Well today, the current resident calls me and let’s me know that he has my package and I can pick it up. Ok, great. Went out in the morning for a doctor’s appointment for Aiden. He has croup and Lucas has had a fever for two days so I was working on 2 hours of sleep. Yay winter.
Now that you can imagine my mental state at this point…
I reach the house and there is a long, steep driveway; and it’s been snowing here the past two days. I’m sure you can see where this is going. I go down the driveway, no problem, pick up the package and try to leave. Well, the family that lived there just got back from a trip, so they haven’t plowed, put down salt, sand, nada. So under the fresh fluffy white snow, was a layer of ice. Needless to say, the mighty minivan would creep up 1/4 of a way up the driveway and then tires would spin. I back down, try again…and again. I finally get out to ask the current residents if they could help; oh and while I was out, Roman decides to wake Lucas up from his nap. So my sick littlest man only had a 20min nap today.
After multiple tries on their part, they suggested that I just have someone pick me up and leave the car there until the snow goes away…hmmm, ok, b/c I also have my three kids with me and kind of need my car before the spring; because at this rate, I feel like there will be much more snow to come this winter.
Then Bob the Mailman came down from his house to see if he could help. He used to be the mailman for our neighborhood when we lived there and was always the nicest guy. He tried to use his snow blower and clear a path, tried driving my car up the driveway a few more times; but alas, we were back where we started.
Right here:
ah shit.
I finally called a friend of a friend with a tow truck to see if he could help. Awesome, home free right? Well, he could stop by on his way back, in an hour-hour and a half.
So the family go back in their house, and Bob the mailman invites me and my crew up to his house to see his little dog. Thank goodness for this sweet man. He called his wife and they welcomed all four of us in; playing, talking, and answering the million and one questions Roman was throwing out at them. The boys quickly made themselves at home, as you can see here:
The tow truck did get there and wouldn’t you know, he tried one last time to drive my car up the driveway and got the van up to the top as if there was no snow on the road. Elated, dumbfounded, relieved and grateful, we were on our way.
Such a crazy day, but I am so thankful to know and come across some of the kindest people today. Between the friends who offered to come by and try to pull us out, pick us up, give me numbers to call to the friendly strangers who kept us warm and sane to the skilled tow truck driver rescuing us…we were very blessed today and I thank everyone involved for taking care of me and my boys.
xoxo
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