A long time ago in a galaxy far far away – No, I didn’t see the new Star Wars but it is on the beloved husbands “to do” list. Reviews sound good so I’m sure he will enjoy. I’ll be at the café with a mocha latte and a goofy Stephanie Plum book. I never said I was an intellectual.
I knew it would happen – I just didn’t know I’d get to see it! My local Starbucks has two entrances to the drive-through. It can get mean when people who have not had their coffee line up. I was having a bad morning (although in retrospect, it was all good). I was held up by a LONG train. Then it took three lights to get through a traffic signal. It was 8:30 in the morning. Where do these people come from and why aren’t they at work? Traffic is only this bad at Christmas time. By the time I got to the drive-through there was an accident. Two people “racing” through, forgetting that Christmas spirit, vied for the same spot. Both lost and will need car bodywork. Oddly enough someone paid for my coffee. If not for the train and the congested traffic, it may have been me charging to that drive through.
Speaking of having an accident – I was fascinated by the two women who crashed. Both were young women tied to their phones. One had gone in to get a coffee (good move) while the other looked pretty unhappy (coffee would help that). No one was screaming at the other. I could have missed that part. It had already happened when I came through. I would have bought their coffee (they needed something good to happen to them) but they were still with the police as I exited.
Happy dance! – One of my doctors moved. Previously their offices were inside our humongous hospital. Parking was a nightmare and always a walk. The walk inside to their offices was long too. They were on the 5th floor. None of this is an issue with me but many patients are octogenarians on walkers with oxygen. They are moving into a large office area across the street. Parking is close and does not involve garages. Drop off is easy and they are located on the first floor. Several years ago I fractured my patella (kneecap). The ortho doc was on the fourth floor of a building with a detached garage. (Seriously?) Getting there with crutches and an immobilizer was always a challenge. I never figured out why bone docs would choose such an inaccessible space.
The older I get, the less exciting the holidays are – I am looking forward to a return to normal. The roads are clogged and so is my Starbucks. By next Sunday most of the frenzy will be over (hopefully). The beloved husband is cooking a superb Christmas dinner complete with Yorkshire pudding (no it will not involve pizza!). Can’t wait for that!
So how was your week?