Alrighty, this is another long ass chapter so I mean if you wanna read it go ahead but if not then whatever that's fine.
Okay so like I live in the state of Minnesota (yeah that isn't giving anything away really right???)
And like i don't know about you but I find it TO BE ONE OF THE MOST RIDICULOUS COLD ASS STATE.
This year seems to be the fucking worst though.
Especially today, or I guess yesterday since it's 2 in the morning at the time of writing this.
Now I knew there was supposed to be another snow storm. But I didn't think much of it.
I woke up at like 3 in the afternoon and saw that it was snowing and like cool whatever. I mean we have had so much fucking snow that the snow in my front yard can legit go up to my chest if some were to dig a hole in the snow.
Now my mom had work today which was chill I guess but when she got off work she went and did some things like getting groceries. But here is the kicker. On her way home, she ended up getting stuck in a ditch.
The roads were shitty, snow was coming down hard, and plows weren't running down our road anytime soon. (Mind you we live in the country)
My mom ended up waiting 2 hours before trying to get help. She thought she could just get out herself.
Well, the first thing she needed was my older brother to come down to her. She had my brother walk 2 miles in a blizzard to get to her. They ended up getting out. (I can't remember if they ended up somehow getting a tow truck or if they just got out on there own.)
So things are fine till they get to the end/beginning of the driveway (depending on the way you look at it). Our drive is out a half of a mile long. So walking up and down it would be you walking a mile.
Well, guess what.
They got stuck again. My mom was pissed.
They ended up ditching the truck and walked down the driveway. Which was fucking shit for them?
My mom had so much trouble because there had been many points where the snow was up to her waist. They had trouble staying on the path, they could see for shit, they couldn't see the house or trees like it was bad.
They did manage to get home, it was dark and shit but they did finally get home.
Now at this point, my mom is freaking out because my dad thought it was a good idea to just come home. She told him not to because of the storm but he did it anyway.
My mom then came and asked me to go up the driveway myself with some bags and go meet up with dad and get the groceries.
Well at first I was like fuck yeah I'll do it!
I mainly did it because I was worried for my dad since we basically knew he wasn't going to get down the driveway or anything so just to meet him would be fine.
My dumbass didn't realize how bad it actually was because my mom hadn't told me how bad it really was.
So, of course, I was like fuck yeah let's do this! One man mission to get another man to get food.
I kinda pretend we were in the apocalypse or something.
Well, then my mom wanted my sister to go with me for safety. Which I was cool with.
Now I feel like I should mention my sister is just 14 months younger than me. She has pretty bad asthma and has a knee issue. Keep this in mind for later.
But we didn't take that into consideration because we didn't know how bad it was or how bad it had gotten.
So my sister and I get all bundle up.
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DiversosYeet. Enjoy fam. Actually this book is just about me ranting or just random stuff.