My school insisted buses were coming. By 2:45 one bus had shown up, but most students had been picked up by parents. There were only 40-50 students left in the school. The principal said teachers could leave. While still on my way home, at 4:35, I got a robocall from my school saying the buses could not get through and parents needed to try to get to school to pick up their children. I don't know how that finally turned out. I only had two children from my class there when I left. But I feel bad that I left and they may still be there.
The main road to our house was backed up past the interstate (about 8 miles from home) so I got on the interstate, traveled down to the first exit in Georgia and tried to get home on the backroads, though the Georgian countryside. Accidents blocked the roads I knew, so I called Hubby at work and he navigated me over the phone. I was close to tears at one point, but pulled myself together.
I made it all the way to our subdivision and parked at the entrance with about 20 other residents. You can see what happened to the people who tried to drive all the way home. I had about a quarter mile hike, uphill from this point.
The news is reporting over 300 accidents in Chattanooga alone. No school tomorrow. Although after more than 2 hours on the road to get home tonight, I had already planned on not going anyway.
***Update: I heard through facebook that the last 4 students at my school were picked up by a bus at 6:15pm. Yay!