This week has been a bit unusual in a few different ways. First of all, my ties to Tooele are officially severed. Perhaps another manifestation of my worry problem…but I can’t deny it feels pretty damn good to have the “what if the buyer blows off the contract” concern behind me.
My ties with the west desert are far from severed, however, and even though amazing freeway access and a concomitant minimal bump to my drive time while still being essentially in the middle of everything were…well...HUGE…factors in choosing my new home, I ended up being stuck in traffic the longest of my entire life this past week.
Fortunately, that only meant being parked on the freeway for just over an hour in addition to my normal lengthy commute time (I think anyone from California would state I have no right to complain). It actually was kind of interesting. Wondering if the Saltair fires would reach my car, trying to get some work done from the driver’s seat of old blue…struggling to view the screen on my laptop through the layer of accumulating ash.
When traffic finally did start moving, I saw something I was very glad didn’t happen to me. Let’s face it…I drink lots of caffeinated beverages…and the “do I expose myself in public?” question was fairly pressing on my mind (and on other body parts). No, I didn’t see somebody yanking it out, but I did see a guy who apparently had gotten out to do so and had clearly locked himself out of his vehicle. I bet that highway patrolman trying to pry his door open was pretty tempted to just smash the window as surrounding traffic approached NORMAL freeway speeds.
Maybe these traffic stories aren’t as interesting as I think they are, but to me it did seem ironic to drive past over 5 miles of parked vehicles all on their way home to the place I had been so anxious to leave. What was even more interesting (for me), was seeing almost the same sight the very next day (less than one hour after I found out the condo sale had funded) due to slipping and sliding from the winter storm…while I zipped right on to my new home:)
I’m glad I’m finally taking some time to write. Work has been a bit unusual too and proved to make for one heck of a week…a week that just happens to be the week before our biggest audit of the year. There were plenty of unexpected twists (considering I have no idea who might read this blog that’s about all I can say). Well, I will say this. As much as I love helping people…sometimes it’s draining when you feel you are expected too often to be the hero…and as much as I wish I didn’t feel this way…I’m kind of pissed I have to work an extra long shift on a Saturday through what seems to me to be no fault of my own. I’m freaking tired!
But, fortunately, I know this too shall pass…
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