Traveling During Winter

You know what? I don't care what you say. I'm a fucking city dwelling species. I like concrete, strategically planted trees and squares of grass. I rarely ever travel to the woods or any sort of rough terrain. Sure I love nature and the occasional baby squirrel fight. Maybe its my over all paranoia, but I hate traveling through harsh conditions. I'm leaving tomorrow for Fallon Nevada and I'm really excited to get there but my worry about hitting snow on the way has consumed my day. All the weather reports say we will be snow free, but again I'm checking it constantly thinking the 100 year storm is waiting for me to begin the trek. I think I need prescription drugs for this problem.