Today, I got up super early. I got out the door before 7am. I thought hey. The fog they forecasted isn't so bad. Well. It was. In my neighborhood it seemed okay but the main drag through town to get to the highway, it was a challenge. If you could see the tail lights in front of you, you were lucky.
Once I got near the highway, Waze redirected and told me to go straight, don't get on the highway, take the side road. But with as bad as the fog was, I didn't want to risk it and drive on roads that I'm not 100% familiar with.
The side road winds up through the mountains, and people drive like crazy. Two exits from where I live, and it said I'd save 5 minutes over all? Sure, but I could risk my whole ass life.
No. I'll go sit in traffic. Thank you very much.
Thing is. Waze didn't tell me this. I was between my exit and the next one, when we ground to a total halt. It is a 3 mile stretch between exits. Traffic was 100% stopped.
Just sitting. Sitting. We are all just sitting.
I decided after two hours of this sitting, I would give up and go home once, I got to the exit.
Truly disappointing - my buddy Jeff was meeting me for the Tiny Desk, so I messaged him. The GPS said I was not going to get to the metro until close to 10 am, then it is another hour thereabouts to my office once I got on t he train. I asked him if he minded bailing and he was cool with it.
Once I got near the exit, I was surprised to see emergency vehicles blocking the entire highway, and a fireman directing traffic down to the ramp.
I sat on the ramp for another 20 minutes because everyone ahead of me was trying to cross the state road and go back up onto the highway. But the traffic over there to get back on the highway was still not moving. Someone should have been directing folks to not try to get back on the highway.
I had to pee. Desperately.
I thought about driving south down this road to the Sheetz, just to pee, maybe get a brekkie sandwich. Maybe sit and work for the day or at least until all this nonsense cleared up.
I managed to get to the end of the ramp and turned north to get back on the highway going west, praying that it would stay clear for me. And it was. I got home at 9 something. Messaged my boss who just happened to be at the office to surprise me because he was very excited to go to the Tiny Desk too, and we booed very hard.
Sometimes shit happens for a good reason though.
My cousin posted to Facebook that she and her husband were at a hotel, socked in with the fog and waiting for it to clear, about 2 hours down the highway from me over by the Shenandoah Mountains. They basically would be driving right by our house by about 4 miles.
I suggested they drive-by hug.
She said she wasn't sure because they had to make tracks (I expected that response) but in the end, they decided to come on by.
Overall, I think they were here about 20 minutes, and we had a super sweet little visit.
And if I'd been at the office, this would not have happened. Kismet, right?
Digits below.
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. Took Toffee for a walk. 20 min/1.13 miles. 10k+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
6:45am: 132
4pm: 147
10pm: 107
food & meds:
6:45am: jardiance (waiting on phentermine)
7:30am: protein shake
10am: several homemade popovers w/goat cheese and raspberry jam
1:30pm: met+glip; can of tuna mixed with field greens, bacon, a little mayo
4pm: mixed nuts
6pm: bowl of meatballs & sauce (no roll)
some white wine
8:30pm: met+glip
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