New windshield whipers...I'm thrilled! But I think I have a phobia.

Well, I guess it doesn't take much to make me happy! I almost wrapped myself around a tree last night with my old whipers that barely cleared my windshield. Now I have a new lease on life!

BUT...I've decided that I have a phobia about driving in snow and ice and weather. This is not a good thing when you live in New Hampshire and got 44" of snow in December alone! I know this is all in my mind. I drive a Subaru Forrester AWD and it has never let me down but when I get in my car I convince myself that I'm going to spin out and hit a tree or another car. I never used to be this way and nothing that has happened to me should make me feel like this.

Kind words of advice would be greatly appreciated as this is really beginning to bother me.

that should boost your confidence :D

:hi:

He's nutz.

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just substitute 'glasses' for 'boxes' :rofl:

Other than the recurring nightmare of a bearded man on scooter stealing my child.

has been for a while now. a little scruffy, nothing more

:woohoo:

:woohoo:

you have been kind of mean to me lately. like when you yelled at me for giving TM ecstacy. it was only a LITTLE!

sheesh! :eyes:

Got her senior portraits back. I'll scan one and send it to you guys. They came out pretty decent, even though she says she is fat and hideous. :eyes:

you tell her i'm coming down there to spank her for thinking that way!

and for....

I got squirrelly about carbon monoxide for awhile. Nervous nelly. I think I had the furnace guy out 3 times in 6 months and I stopped parking the car in our attached garage to make sure the monoxide wouldn't leach into the house. I bought a detector, then forgot I bought it and bought another one. Every time I was anywhere near a running car I felt queasy and just kept mentioning it's dangers to everyone around me. They surely thought I'd gone nuts.

Then I realized it was the damn news. They had a rash of carbon monoxide stories in the space of several weeks. I took news break for awhile and within a few weeks I was back to normal.

after I hydroplaned on a freeway, spun 270 degrees and wound up in the median, perpendicular to the road. No damage at all, save for a lotta mud, but it sure shook me up.

Then came the El Niño storms of 1998 and me commuting 70 miles per day, about a third of it on two-lane roads with a lot of truck traffic. The backwash from one going in the opposite direction almost blew me off the road one night.

I learned to drive very carefully in inclement weather, and gradually the phobia subsided. I still don't like driving in heavy rain, especially on freeways, but it's not a paralyzing fear anymore.

(Is it just Kollyforniyans who seem to think that if they drive faster, they'll avoid rain?)

Instead of panicking at the worst times, let it heighten your awareness. Let it drive you to learn how to deal with snow and ice and wet roads. Let it push you to make sure your tires are good and your wipers are functional.