Every year there is a lot of road work that goes on around here.
Every year I get so frustrated that I write at least one post about it. Today is that day.
This year the roads between me and the BIG mall and one of our good friends are closed. The detours take us over three states to get around the construction.
(The detour may take us out of the country. You need a passport to travel detours in our neck of the woods! It doesn’t matter that we are one big state away from the nearest border.)
Today we had to go to the BIG mall to pick something up. Trying to be smart and efficient we used a back route. It’s a little out-of-the-way but the bigger annoyance is that there is a stop sign at every intersection. I. Mean. Every. Intersection!
It took forever to get there so coming back we tried a different way. It wasn’t too bad until we hit another construction detour that backed up traffic farther than the eye could see.
I get claustrophobic when I can’t see the hold up. I’m not good at sitting in a car when I don’t know why or how long.
Is it just heavy traffic? Is there a humongous accident ahead? Do I need my jammies and toothbrush? Will I ever see my cats again? Do I have clean underwear on (in case of a road rage accident)? When was the last time I ate? Will I starve?
Fortunately the beloved husband was driving. He is more patient than I am. Usually. Today could really try the patience though. We hit three different road projects on our very short normally 15 minute trip.
I didn’t see anyone working. The weather was fine and it just after lunch so I don’t know where they all were. The roads were closed off anyway.
Minor inconvenience, major improvement or so they say.
I say hire some young flagman in skinny jeans with abs of steel to entertain us while we wait! I always love a uniform, even if it’s a construction uniform!