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I’m just adding the whole post now… you’ll see what I mean once you read on
Joy Ride
Last night I thought “Tomorrow is going to be GREAT! I’m going to get up early and be productive! I can’t wait!!” This morning I woke up at 7:30, and instead of going back to sleep, I got up and went in the shower. I planned on mailing a schoolbook I sold and maybe getting my car washed (poor dirty baby).
I was getting my package ready and realized the envelope was too small. So I figured I’d go to Target and couldn’t remember what else I needed there until I went and put my hair in a clip that is too small. So I was going to look at hair clips while there. Then go to the P.O. then maybe car wash.
Got a claw clip for my hair, it’s great; got the envelope and mailed the book too w00t. I went to the car wash where you do it yourself cuz it’s way cheaper. My right bicep was burning afterward. I never bring a towel to dry my car, I drive on the freeway to dry it
That’s when my joy ride started. I went on the 5 to go 134 west, then remembered it doesn’t do that and went east. I went up the 2 and was going to drive Verdugo all the way back to check out the scenery, but then took Foothill instead. It was pretty awesome. I didn’t drive all that far, but I felt miles and miles away. I was looking at the little restaurants, nice houses, and even saw a horse. I was singing along to my music; I decided that I felt excellent. (That never happens)
My iPod was on shuffle while driving and a song came on with these lyrics: “Doesn’t really matter where you wanna take me; Away from the city” so that was amusing.
I think I’m writing too much on here, so I’m going to continue the post at my blog…
*This post is a continuation of one I started over at
LaughingZen (a new blog Catherine and I have created).*
…After the lovely part of my drive, I ended up back in a bigger city with more cars. I was still content and enjoying driving, even with traffic. I was wondering where everyone else was going and wished they knew how relaxed I was feeling.
I’d thought a couple of times of pulling over to try to decide if I was still going the right way. I was going on Foothill the whole way and figured I’d run into something that looked familiar. I did, and kept going a bit. Then I went down another street and here is the one thing I did that scared me: got stopped on train tracks at a red light!! Never done anything so stupid before. I was assuming that the 2 cars in front of me would make the left turn when the light was turning red, but only one did. I thought oh crap! Thankfully no train came, but I was nervous enough that I just went straight and got out of the turn lane.
There was traffic on this street, A TON. And cops were going by, then I saw all the cars that had the FUNERAL stickers on their windshields. So many of them, I wondered about the person who died and was happy that so many people were attending.
After that I got temporarily stuck in an intersection with another dude cuz we couldn’t see past the giant trucks in front of us and didn’t know the lanes were merging because of construction. Then I was on the home stretch, about to turn on my street, when a dude comes out of Jack in the Box and I hit my brakes until they screeched to not hit him. He didn’t wave sorry or anything. SIGH.
But I got over those things, and went back to being happy and content
If you didn’t read the first part, you probably should, because it’s more happy hehe.