Today I got up early because the roads are still pretty terrible from the storm last weekend. It hasn't gotten above single digits so the salt doesn't melt anything. That, coupled with a slight amount of melting due to the sun blessed us with roads that were covered in a sheet of ice.
I got out of the house 30 minutes early hoping that it would be enough time for me to make it to work on time. My average drive is 45 minutes so even if were were quite a bit slower I should have gotten there on time.
About 4 miles from my house I am on the freeway and all of a sudden there is a huge slow down. I am just past the off ramp for the next exit so I could see the people behind me exit but I was too far past it to back up.
I wait and I wait. I call my supervisor and leave a message letting her know that I am stuck in traffic. I move up about 20 feet and stop again. After about 30 minutes it starts to move at a 2-4 mph pace for another 15 minutes. Then I get past the accident that is blocking the roadway.
I drop D off at his grandparents house since he doesn't have school again (2nd snow day in a row) and I drive to work. By the time that I arrive I am 45 minutes late.
I log into my phone and notice that I have a message. I listen to the message and my supervisor informs me that she tried to call me back but that she couldn't reach me (I changed my cell# back in July). She wanted to let me know that I wasn't scheduled to work today because I am working on Saturday.
I thought that I had Friday off and hadn't even checked the schedule because if I work on a Saturday I am supposed to have the previous Friday off.
Now I am back home after being gone for 3 hours dealing with traffic and icy roads when I could have stayed snuggled in bed all morning.
I am officially an idiot.