April Fools Day just baffles me. I always fall for everything because I’m so trusting of what people close to me say. So if you want to get a good laugh of me, tell me something, and I’ll believe it. My dad got me pretty good today when he told me my g-ma had a heart attack. While he was telling me this, I was planning in my head how to get down there and how to rearrange my schedule. Jerk.
My rant today is directed at traffic. I live in Northern California. Part of the reason why I love living up here is that traffic is non-existent for the most part. Today however was like everyone moved here and was on the road. I was running late already and I was having an S&S day–Semis and Seniors. The downside of living in a mostly rural area is that most of our “highways” are two lane roads. When you get stuck behind a truck or a senior, the chances of passing them safely is few and far between. So instead of going to the posted speed limit, you are fuming at 10 mph below it. Jimmy Carter would be proud.
When I did hit all my appointments, I tried to get on the highway. It took me fifteen minutes and about 8 light cycles to FINALLY get on the highway. Maybe because it was the first of the month, and I was in the poorer area of my territory, but EVERYONE was out on the road. Patience is not one of my virtues. I was going nutty.
Finally when I made it to my little backroad… you guessed it… more S&S. AGHHHHHHHHH! I got home, parked my car and vowed not to get back on the road until all the Wal-Mart shoppers are back to their trailers contently shooting beer cans while watching Dr. Phil.
