I'm not a (complete) Baby

My hands have finally stopped shaking.
I was mis-informed that we wouldn't get much, if any, snow this week.
While at the gym, I look outside and see light flakes falling- no biggy.
I get home, eat, shower, look outside and see more flakes, but still pretty light - still no big deal.
I finish getting ready and am making lunch when I see it totally white outside- slight panic.
In a matter of 30+ mins. we had over an inch (maybe 2) of snow fall.
I had to be to work in less than 15 mins. I better get going.
Here's my test to see if the roads are going to be bad, after backing out of the driveway if I slide or have a hard time gripping the road to just switch from reverse to drive- to head out of my street, I know it's not going to be a fun drive. I slid a little so I thought, ok- I'll just go slow- no big deal if I'm 5-10 mins late to work, they'll understand.
I get to the bottom of Newcastle and slowly make the turn onto Highland to pretty much coast down the hill toward Reams. I start sliding! I hadn't even accelerated. All my dad's instructions about which way to turn my wheel, do I tap or pump my brakes, etc. are filling my brain but I'm consumed with panic. I get to the bottom of the hill and pull into the parking lot. I had to compose myself.
I call work and tell them I'm going to be late!
Next I dial Lamont, because honestly I just need someone to calm my nerves, because, let's be honest, sliding down the hill has me shaking and on the verge of tears, merely because I'm just scared of the feeling of not being in control. Plus I refuse to wimp out and, turn completely into my mother, and turn around and go home. I do not want to be petrified to drive in the snow, and ask people to drive me if it is. I've always tried to put on a brave face when it comes to having to drive in the snow, but honestly, it gives me anxiety, but the fact that I don't want to be a wuss, has been the motivating factor to always just do it when I have to.
The phone call was nothing special, no more than 2 mins, but with that and a little prayer, I was off again.
It took me about 35 mins to do my usual 10 mins communte, but I made it.