In the last week, I have driven to Redlands two times, once to make Christmas candy with my mom and sisters and another for a business meeting. The drive isn't terribly far (65 miles or so) and I don't mind an hour and a little more of driving in the car, but when there is traffic, I lose it. Honest to goodness, lose it. Nothing can console me, my natural woman just takes over! This is what happens: Hugh Hewitt's good words start making me angry. The car in front of me with the ridiculous flashing brake lights makes my blood boil. My favorite music can't even calm my soul and I LOVE music. Kent ends up thinking he married a crazy person because I send him 5 billion texts about how bad traffic is and how horrible interchanges are. I think I've even pounded my feet (at least foot) on the ground like a 3 year old girl. It is pathetic.
Unfortunately, on both of my trips I happened to leave Redlands at 5pm to return back to Long Beach, and I had places to be at 7pm. What was I thinking? I know better than that. I broke three very important rules to drive by in southern California:
1. Only drive on the freeways between the hours of 10am-2pm or 8pm-4am.
2. Avoid the 91 at all costs.
3. Tack on a 30 minute cushion for getting somewhere.
Really, those rules are important for my well-being because I become a different person, kind of like Mr. Walker/Mr.Wheeler in Motor Mania. Do you remember this cartoon? Goofy, who I think is a dog (I've never been quite sure about that), really does personify the 'angry driver' well. I don't try to take out pedestrians like he does, but I can relate to almost every issue in this short sketch. Here's to learning some patience before I do something rash while driving Floyd (our car).
Beauty School Drop Out
8 years ago
5 comments:
i once got stuck on the 405 for 3 hours...that's not counting the 1.5 hours i had already spent on the 101 coming back from my mom's. i had a full on PANIC attack and i couldn't stop crying! Robert had to take me to claim jumper's that night to make everything better.
so yes, i TOTALLY understand.
seeeesh! I doubt you're that bad! :)
Oh, but try adding to that picture 7 months pregnant, 100 degrees F, broken windows (wouldn't roll down), broken air conditioner, and STOPPED traffic. This happened to me last summer. I had to call Dan to keep me for literally going crazy and passing out.
hey nellie, why don't you move to montana? we have no traffic. it's been 20 below for the better part of 2 weeks, but we have no traffic. you would love it.
Haha! I took 7 wonderful minutes out of my day to watch the cartoon. Our kids so don't know what they are missing without original Goofy and Mickey cartoons! I feel like Mr. Wheeler behind the wheel sometimes too. California might have bad traffic, but Honolulu drives me CRAZY!!!
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