Driving, Driving, and More Driving...

You ever wonder why everyone uses airplanes and trains to get to their destination? I discovered why this week. The interstate is no longer efficient! I spent my entire day on Tuesday driving, and sitting in traffic, and driving more, and sitting in more traffic! It was probably the worst trip I have ever made home.

It was quiet, which was fine. I am very proficient at creating "karaoke ala Teal" all the way home. When this gets tiresome, or the music get depressing we venture into "conversations with myself" mode where I manage to hold brilliant conversations with myself and other characters I think up. It really can make time go by fast, you should all try it sometime before you go on thinking I am a crazy talking to herself loonie!

I knew the trip would be longer and more stressful. My precious cargo of personal belongings and the pony were incredibly valuable to me and that required my utmost attention while driving. It was like I was hauling around a child, a 1000 pound child, but still precious! My trip always takes longer when I am pulling my truck and trailer. The 1000 pound child is to blame for that, my gas mileage goes kaput and I have to stop 2 more times than usual for gasoline.

Pursuing our 9 hour trip home should have been cake! Great weather, good music, a tuesday ... meaning no holiday traffic, just me and the semis right? Yeah, of course. I am pretty sure it was mostly the damned construction workers, but I got stuck in traffic 3 times on my way home ... THREE! I never get stuck in traffic, 95% of my drive home is interstate in the middle of nowhere! There needs to be some government issued rule that states when I hit the road the construction workers pack it home. I am pretty sure I dedicated at least an hour to being stuck in traffic.

Secondly, my dear friends! I love that you all want to call and chit chat, and find out when I will be home or tell me how we cannot live without each other all summer, but my truck is a "work" truck, and no matter how much dough I feed into it my air conditioning refuses to work. So when you call my cell, I need to 1. Turn off the blasting music I am singing to, and 2. roll up my windows because I would like to hear what you are saying. So for every minute I dedicated talking to you, please note I was sweating my non-existent balls off. It is like a boiler in there. I promise as soon as I was able to cut you off the windows went down the music went back up, in that order. Driving down the interstate, singing to the radio, hanging my arm out the door soaking up the rays (its a big truck thing...)all was glorious. PS: you should all see the beautimus sun burned ONE arm I am sporting ... it is pretty sexy!

What really busted my goose.....

2 hours from home, heading into the big city and preparing for the toll booth (can we please get rid of those?), and I hear the sound of glass shattering. I look over to my passengers side mirror to see the entire thing just up and broke, the ENTIRE thing! I am not sure how many of you have ever hauled a horse trailer before, but we LIVE by the damned things! It is the god of trailer driving communication -- telling me when to change lanes. Lacking my mirror--I was stuck in the SLOW lane, behind semis doing 50, heading into the city and toll booths! I was freaking out!! I was sure I was gonna die, or get hit, or the pony would get injured....we all know city drivers -- I WAS DEAD! I even thought about being really redneck and buying some cheap mirror that I could duct-tape to the mirrorless mirror. Alas, no time! This little problem made me take a detour I hate, headed the wrong direction for 20 minutes, and all without a MIRROR!! mI was not a happy camper and people were still calling...so I was a HOT, MAD, IRRIATATED driver!

Needless to say, I am blogging so I did make it home...... But not without still being angry with construction workers and the vehicle mirror god! What were you all thinking!! Now I must unpack...ICK!!