Thursday, February 5, 2009

The Commute

I have a 20 mile commute to work each day. I leave at a very specific time in the morning. If I leave 5 minutes earlier than that time, I get to work way too early. If I leave even 5 minutes later than that time, I hit all kinds of traffic and have no idea what time I will get to work.

As you all know by now, I am obsessive compulsive about certain things and just plain anal about others. So, you can add "arrival time at work" to either of those lists.

My preferred arrival time at the office is 7:20 a.m. since I start at 7:30 a.m. On this fine morning, I pulled out of my driveway, got to the corner, turned left, made a quick right and I was on my merry little commuter way. I grabbed my plastic Zip Lock container with my two little hard boiled eggs in it (minus 3/4 of the yolks....the yummy little yellow nugget with all of the fat and cholesterol) and started to savor my first breakfast of the day. (I eat again later, but that's a story for another day) I got to the next corner at the same time as a nice white pick up truck. Being the very gracious and polite driver that I am, I let him go first...even though I really had the right of way, but I'm really nice like that.

BIG MISTAKE!!! REALLY BIG MISTAKE!!!

Now, I am not a speed demon nor do I crawl along like a certain man that I know whose name starts with I and ends in V. I usually do about 5 mph over the posted speed limit, but no more than 5 because the law might be lurking as they often do. On the expressway however, my mantra is, "Move over or I will run you over!" Just kidding...sort of.

Anyway, Mr. Pick Up Truck must have left his house really really early this morning, because he decided to drive 5 mph UNDER the speed limit!! Are you freaking kidding me?? I need to get to work by my preferred arrival time! To make it even worse, we are on a two lane road with no passing.

All I could hope was that when I turned right at the stop light, that Mr. Pick Up was going left or straight.....but oh no, of course not. There was his cute little blinker going blink, blink, blink as he crawled into the right turn lane. So I crawled in right behind him. The light changed and we made our turns onto the next two lane road with no passing. Putt, putt, putt, crawl, crawl, crawl....5 mph UNDER the speed limit for the next 5 miles! Maybe his speedometer was off....

Trust me, I don't suffer from road rage. I would never ever abuse another driver, so what did I do to deserve this? I'm sure it was some kind of test and I was failing miserably.

5 extremely slow miles later, there was his blasted blinker again signaling his right hand turn...just like me. Same thing at the next light only we went left this time. Now I'm thinking I am going to be late for work. Not that anyone there would care...just Kathy the control freak.

Finally, we were approaching the four lane highway. His blinker went on and he was still going my way, but it didn't matter now. We both made our turns and I immediately put on my left signal, changed lanes and flew past Mr. Pick Up Truck!

Now it was a race and I would need to catch every light green to get to work on time. If you commute, do you ever pray that the Green Light Goddess is there with you on your drive? You know the one that flips the switch and turns every light green just as you approach the intersection? Well that lovely Goddess was sitting on my shoulder this morning and I literally breezed the rest of the way to work....and after all of the moaning and groaning and fretting and stressing, I actually got to work at 7:15!!! HAHAHA!!!

In my effort this week to chill out a bit though...tomorrow I am going to try to slow down and just do the speed limit. I won't freak out if the guy in front of me is moving the speed of a three-toed sloth. This is the new me! Kathy the Calm......

Now just get the heck out of my way!

10 comments:

Catherine said...

I am glad my commute is now from the kitchen to the computer! I have had experiences like you just related and always when I have an appointment. Ugh!

Angela said...

The same thing happened to me yesterday! But the guy in front of me was just too busy talking on his phone to drive! I have to admit I DID get road rage. I even called him a dumb ass a few times. I was good and mad by the time I got to work 3 minutes late. Bad thing is, my commute is only 5 minutes.

Angela said...

Oh and now I totally want an egg.

Femin Susan said...

Hi..
A hurry day..... The way of writing is very interesting... Thanks for sharing......

Meekiyu said...

lolol eep I don't drive since there's buses and subways everywhere but I definitely understand that feeling or well my bf does when we drive between NYC and NJ... always those slow slow people on the left lane.. why why WHY?

Cecile/DreamCreateRepeat said...

I used to have a commute like that...on the coming home part. If I left on time it took me 5 minutes to get from the office to the freeway. If I left even 5 minutes late, just that little bit would take 1/2 an hour. Of course, controlling when you LEAVE the office is ridiculously hard...

Seriously, though, you need to chill! ; ) Stress can be just as dangerous as an egg yolk!

Kala Pohl Studio said...

Sometimes I miss my technology work (from my previous life), but I sure do not miss the commute. I can sympathize:):)

Mulchandmore said...

Isn't it funny the fine line between "too early" and "too late" and how extra snow/frost to scrape off the car or slower traffic can disrupt our best laid plans, One of the things I don't miss working from home.

matt said...

That's kind of funny because I can picture it. Hmm. I ride my bike .7 of a mile everyday. I never hit traffic. I usually pass a car or two on the way. Love ya

Mary said...

it's very difficult to remain calm and zen like when we think we're going to miss an appointment or a deadline. someone gave me this mantra--i have all the time i need to do what i have to do today....i don't know why this works but it really does ;-) when you start to feel stressed about time take a deep breath and say this to yourself....

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