The holiday weekend has begun and already I’m feeling the shell shock of the season. One of the biggest problems is the last-minute frenzy of the season, and the fact that live across from a damned mall made it near impossible to actually get out of my apartment building today. I pulled out of my carport and the gate opened to a traffic jam. It took nearly 30 minutes (I know, because I was watching an episode of Stargate: Atlantis on my iPod) to actually touch the road with my tires. That’s a half an hour of waiting to actually get onto the road. I’m just really glad I had my iPod with me to pass the time, but it meant I was delayed for that long before I could join the rat race, myself.
Tap is down for the weekend, and Todd is coming in tomorrow. I’m so glad that I got to finish Excelsior this week. I was honestly worried that I wouldn’t make it.
A half hour to get out of your driveway. Um, DAMN.