It took me ten minutes to pick my child up from preschool today. In a car. A mile from my house. I know, I know, I shouldn’t drive a mile to pick my child up from school, but there are extenuating circumstances (like a five month old). Anyway, back to my point, almost every street between school and home was closed on the north and south ends in the very block my house is situated. Okay, so maybe that didn’t make sense, but there was a large bulldozer on one end of my block and a deep ravine of excavated asphalt on the other. For many, many blocks. (Not the bulldozer, the ravines…)
Can you tell I was frustrated? I guess that’ll teach me to drive.