Ok, I had a long, difficult day today. So once again I'm cheating a little by referring to another post for a time I wished I had a buddy. But this one is a really old one.
The big storm system today reminded me of the many times that I wished I had someone with me while driving in lousy weather. For example, this time.
It's always preferable to have someone with you when the weather is bad and the road are atrocious. You get another pair of eyes to help watch out for obstacles, another pair of hands to wipe off the windshield, and most importantly, someone else to talk sense into you and make you pull over until it stops blizzarding.