I really believe that will be the truth. The hearse will get lost, run out of gas, get stopped by every train on it's way to where ever (since funerals don't have to stop for red lights or stop signs), somehow it will be late. Sort of funny thought considering I don't see the reason to be dropped into the ground, I believe in ashes to ashes.
Why am I talking like this, no I am not having a death wish, I was late for my conference with my 3100 English teacher. Does not look good on my 'permanent record' if you know what I mean. I hope she likes me and lets me reschedule. I caught her just as she was leaving her office to go to her 9:30m class and we are to email and figure something out. How in the hell could I be late!? I live 7 miles from UMSL and it takes me 30+minutes to get here. All the red lights between here and there see me coming and blip, they change. That is the scenario whether I leave early, on time or late. Only once this semester have I arrived to my 8 am class (English) on time. What a fluke.
Today it was the traffic and the stopping for lights. There are 7 traffic lights and 5 stop signs until I get to the parking lot I park in. wow, I just now counted how many there are. My dad drove A LOT for his job he worked at for 32 years and just now do I realized why he always said, give 3 minutes per stop and add 15 and you will get there on time. So according to his traffic math I should leave and hour early and I will be on time. Ouch! I would have to leave at 7am for an 8am class to get to a University that I live 7 miles away from. That really does not work right now with John out of town till the middle of May. I need to be home to make sure my kids don't sit and stare at the T.V. and they get to the buss stop and to school.
I was late, I was up till 1am working on my English research paper, I got up at 6:15 am to get the kids up so they were not late for school. I had extra time so I went back to sleep for 45 minutes (after the kids got on the bus), woke again, showered, loaded the car and left with plenty of time ( I thought) to get here. I got behind a cement truck, no way to get around him - no passing zones, hit every one of those lights I mentioned just as they turned red, the one that was not red the lady in front of me would not turn even though she had the right of way. Now I am making excuses and I am just pissed at myself.
I know I am still frustrated from the drive home from Springfield yesterday too. We went to visit John for the weekend. I drove down in the rain all the way there, and then drove home in driving rain until Rolla and wind so strong it was pushing Semi Trucks around. My hands are cramped and my arms are soar from keeping us on the road. From Rolla home there was no heavy driving rain, but there was the wind. When someone tells you they drove for 3 or more hours in a forceful wind and they say that they are tired and soar, believe them. It is not an easy thing to do. They I had one kid freaking out everytime he dropped a piece of Lego to his model, and the other one staring at me in anger the whole trip.
We had a regular family day though on Saturday with John. We went shopping and ate out and walked a trail at Springfield lake. We drove by the house I used to live in too. I still has the Oak tree in the front yard and is that tree ever big! When my Dad planted it, it was probably 1966 and it was a sapling from my Grandfathers farm. If you have ever visited someplace you used to live and you lived there for a long time then you will understand how odd it is to be back. I all feels familiar even though the surroundings have changed. I saw myself playing in the yard, going across the street to play with friends, and walking to school. It is weird and comforting all at the same time.
but now back to my original rant, I am so frustrated being late and missing my scheduled time. I don't even have any knitting or crocheting with me to work on so I can calm down.
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