Could it really only have been 24 hours ago that I was standing in my room, still in my pajamas, inventing new forms of swearing? I guess it was.
I dropped the car off this morning. I gave myself plenty of time as I dropped the car insurance off first.
While driving past the bus depot, en route to the mechanic’s, I got about two blocks away when I spied the bus coming into the station. This bus is the bus before mine. I knew it would be cutting it close, but I decided to try to catch it rather than wait almost another 20 minutes for mine. (It’s 18 degrees today, with a wind chill of 5. Better than other recent mornings, and warm air is coming TODAY, but still.)
I made the last few blocks to Jim’s, turned the car around and parked out front, killed it, grabbed my gear, locked ‘er up, and tossed the envelope with the spare key and a note into his drop box. Then I ran like hell.
It’s two blocks back to the main drag and bus route. I was diggin’ for all I was worth when I saw that the last 30 feet of sidewalk were covered in ice and snow. Damn! I had to detour into an alley and across a huge parking lot. None of this would have been bad, except that if the bus had come right then, he would not have been able to see me as a building on the lot blocked my view.
I cleared the building, carefully made my way around some snow and ice on that sidewalk to a clear spot. No more than a minute later, I saw the bus lumbering up the road. Yay!
So here I am. And I wish I had my camera. The sun is still rising in the sky and it is illuminating one whole leg of the Arch. Beautiful. No. Gorgeous.
Here’s hoping that the tone for the day stays just like this …