All was good. Then I received a phone call from my husband saying that one of the hvac units was now laying in the middle of 95 northbound, and he was very far away, still working. The unit had fallen out of the trailer that was delivering them to our house. I arrived and the unit was over straddling the shoulder and slow lane. I called 911 and reported it. They said a unit would be right out. Right before my eyes, our unit (which was still in the box, in one piece, and would have been usuable) was hit by a tratcor trailer. This flipped it into oncoming traffic. Cars were slamming on their brakes, and everyone was managing to avoid the box. I was panicking at this point, waiting for the police. Then a car went out of control trying to avoid the unit, and crashed into the concrete of the bridge, spinning, and hitting again. I freaked out. Normally I am good in these situations but this time I was not. I started crying I was so scared someone got hurt. It seemed like forever before the police arrived. Everyone in the car was ok. The police were very kind. Our unit was very crumpled. My husband missed all the action. He pulled up when the tow truck was pulling out
I tell ya..always an adventure.