So, I certainly had an eventful ride home Sunday between the weather, traffic and bad drivers! Regular readers might confuse this post as an “Angry Steph” post due to all of the foul language to follow. I assure you, it isn’t, but it is going to be FULL of foul language!
As I blog more, I’m noticing two things. The first is that it is becoming easier. The second is that the sooner I post about the events I am thinking about, the better the posts are. I really wish I had the energy to post about Sunday on Sunday night after I got home from Chelsea’s going away party, but after a total of almost 9 hours on the road, I just didn’t have anything left.
Yesterday I was fired up about writing this post. I had an eventful Sunday. I just have to explain something first. After the drive home from Philly, I stopped off in Seekonk quickly before heading up to Plymouth to wish Chelsea all the best. There were so many things running through my head, I just HAD to start writing. How am I to write when I have yet another hour drive ahead of me you ask? I used the voice recorder of the blackberry and did a quick “talking points” stream of consciousness. There was so much that happened on the 5 hour ride home, I hope I don’t miss anything!
Let me start off by saying that the drive DOWN to Philly Friday night was relatively uneventful. We didn’t hit too much traffic, so that was good. We left late and only hit a little bit of construction traffic in Connecticut, and then some in NYC on the Cross Bronx. I’ll deal with you later, Connecticut.
I had a great weekend. It felt natural. Fan-Fitz-erific. Enough said on that. If you have questions, please don’t hesitate to comment, and I’ll answer them. I just don’t want to stray from the true meaning of the post.
So without further bloviating, this blog post is not so kindly brought to you by horrible weather, the rain, rain dancing Native Americans, bad drivers, “Nervous Breakers”, “Lane Weavers”, Nervous Drivers, Clueless State Police Officers, and last, but CERTAINLY not least… The not-so-great-state of Connecticut.
My day started early, around 6:30 *wink*. On the road, and got some much needed and delicious breakfast. By the time I was actually on the way home it was closer to 10:30a and the skies had just grown ominous. I pulled out my blackberry, and opened up a weather report, complete with satellite image. No Problem! I should be about an hour ahead of any actual rain for the whole ride home. Mistake number one!
I don’t know if I made a miscalculation or what, but boy was I wrong. By the time I was on the highway it was miserable out. Torrential down-pouring, and visibility next to nothing. What is it about bad weather that brings all the assholes out onto the road? I drive a manual shift car. I like my car and I love to drive. On long trips, I do use the cruise control however, as sometimes I just want to relax a bit. It is a 5 hour drive after all. So as I started this trek, I resigned myself to the fact that I was going to have to suck it up and actually *drive* the whole way. Visibility was bad and every bad driver in the tri-state area decided to go for a Sunday drive.
Anyone who has been in a car with me knows that I do have a touch of road rage. They also know that for the most part, I say the things I say about the other drivers mostly to be funny, or strike up a conversation with the passengers in my car. There are some things however, that really infuriate me, and its because they are common sense things. I think I’m just going to list them… Oh, and if you are responsible for more than 1 of the below things… Horrible things to you and your family… and your family’s family…