Storm

Barb was playing in a pickleball tournament a couple of hours south of Avon Park where we used to live.  So Barb and I drove down to Avon Park and stayed over night at my sister's house and then Barb went to her tournament the next day.  She came home earlier than I thought she would.  I was out with my old friend from softball watching the NFL playoff game at one of his friend's house.  I left the house at halftime saying I should see if Barb was home yet.  Meanwhile Barb was out on my sister's golf cart looking for me.  Eventually we found each other back at my sister's house and decided not to stay for dinner but head home early because there was a big storm coming through.  About half way home we got hit by the storm and I could hardly see the road.  I kept driving though until Barb said we should pull over into a drug store parking lot to wait until the storm passed.  I pulled off the road at the turn that I thought was the drugstore parking lot entrance but it turned out to be the entrance to a highway. So I quickly veered back on the road and found the exit to the parking lot.  We just got in the parking lot and the storm cleared.  So we didn't even stop the car, I just got back on the road and kept driving.  We could have been in an accident trying to avoid an accident.