Wednesday, September 29, 2004


Ever have one of those days where the universe is out to get you?

This is what I'm talking about:

You drop off youngest at Grammy's and notice bus leaving area without having left oldest.

A call to the bus garage informs you oldest son forgot to take different bus to Grammy's so you must go BACK home to pick him up. You finally make it to school (on time) and second son is ten minutes late for early pick up. Now you must drop off oldest. You finally get on the road and find they have closed the expressway. You detour only to get stuck behind car going 10 mph and swerving all over lane. You finally get around little old lady who either needs to get glasses or a booster seat (& probably both) only to be stopped dead at the end of a line of cars almost a mile long getting on another expressway. The miracle? We were only 12 minutes late.

NOTE: Have I mentioned there is NO TRAFFIC where I live? This is one of the reasons I live here. People here think it is bad if rush hour traffic is moving less than 70 mph. You are never stopped dead. I've never been more than 5 minutes late because of traffic in the 14 years I've lived here... until now.

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