Actually, I think I'm probably a victim of inertia instead. For whatever reason, when I'm at work, I stay at work, long past when I could reasonably go home. Sometimes it's because there's stuff to do. Sometimes it's just because I know my husband's not home yet and whatever I'm reading on the internet has me hooked enough that I don't want to go home to empty house. How lame is that?!?
Wait, it gets worse.
Yesterday morning, all they could talk about is how it was going to snow last night. Somewhere between 7 p.m. and 9 p.m. Now, I'm a late starter at work. I work on my stuff in the morning first, so I don't get into the office very early, which means I stay later to put in the correct amount of time. And yet, yesterday I could have left at 6:00 and beaten the storm. DidI? Oh, no. I found another online blog place and was checking out various entries until ten minutes to seven. Hello, morons, your bus is leaving? (Points to you if you can identify the movie that quote is from!)
I got outside and found out to my great relief that it was only raining outside. I was a little concerned about how the trip home would be in the snow because I now live like 30 miles north of work instead of south and my house is way out in the middle of BFE (does anyone even say that anymore? I remember it from high school and like "dude" it has stuck with me, to my chagrin.) Of course, as you might imagine, as I started heading north, the rain turned into snow and traffic slowed down to a molasses crawl. In fact, the farther north I got, the harder it got to see. It was almost dizzying, the snowflakes were so huge. I kind of felt like I was driving through a starfield. You know, like that one screensaver? It was hard to focus on the road with all the snow catching my attention.
I would be a sucky starship pilot. I'd run myself into a star because I was too busy going ga-ga over the way it looked. That, plus I realized last night, I'm not so good with the multitasking while driving in dangerous conditions. I'm not talking about cell phones or anything, but little things, like turning on the defroster and adjusting the heater while driving and trying not to get mesmerized by the snow. *sigh* Oh well.
Needless to say, I made it home safely, if not quickly, and I'm grateful for that. I got to see Veronica Mars last night, too, just before the snow wiped out our satellite connection. Talk about good timing. : ) I would have been seriously miffed then, no matter how pretty the snow is.
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