The morning shower

Maybe its instinct, who knows. I drag and drag before I will step foot into the shower each morning, delaying the inevitable. But once in, I don't want to climb out.

The warm water, the cleansing soap, the fragrant shampoo, I don't know. Its just so weird that I know the shower is something I will enjoy, yet I prolong its inception as one would a root canal.

My Hysterectomy

Oh, yeah, you really want to know about it. Well, I'm not talking too much, except that the past 8 years have been WONDERFUL since it happened. Well, I did have the inevitable weight gain, but the freedom that has ensued since more than makes up for the pounds.

I stumbled upon this today and it pretty much explains everything I haven't had to endure.

The traffic jam (or lack thereof)

A lot of crappy things can be said about living in Savannah, but I take exception when people complain about being stuck in traffic for......15 minutes. We have no idea how good we have it. Many computers in the metro areas, (Atlanta, DC, LA, et al) endure commutes which sometimes stretch well over an hour each direction.

With that said, I do have a VERY LONG commute for this area. Both of my jobs are in the downtown area and I live in North Jacksonville, aka Georgetown. Yeah, I'm a born and bred Savannahian, and I was not happy at all with the circumstances that placed me here, but until major changes happen, I consider this a phase known as a "life lesson". Anyhoo, I digress. My long commute averages 18 minutes one way, via I-16, I-516 and the Southwest Bypass.

There was no hint to the hell that lyeth before me yesterday afternoon when I climbed onto I-16. Yet a mere 1/4 mile up the ramp, there was no turning back and no going forward. Inch by inch cars proceeded forward, and after what seemed forever, I reached the area where the incoming onramp from West 37thth meets up with I-16 and find Mr. Traffic Cop sending me and everyone else on a u-turn to return contraflow back to 37th street.

Once back in town, logistics were no better. Every street was backed up for blocks and blocks and blocks as everyone rerouted back to town from I-16 struggled to find a way west out of the city. After 75 minutes, I finally found my way back home.

Am I complaining? No. I count my blessings I didn't leave work early. Some poor guy bought the farm, which precipitated the whole mess. It could have been me.

The Best Easter Candy Ever

Marshmellow Peeps. When a candy comes along that is better than chocolate, it deserves the rank of guilty pleasure.

I am AMAZED at all the videos that come up when you type "marshmellow peeps" into the search for YouTube. What a hoot.

The Worship of False Idols

Yesterday's blog could actually fall into this catagory.

Today the traffic light gods smiled upon me and blessed my journey into the city. Starting at the traffic light at King George Boulevard, I scooted through all of the following green lights with no risk of a yellow or red:

Rio Road
Apache Avenue
Middleground Road
Armstrong College
Mercy Blvd.
Largo Dr.
Home Depot Plaza
Wilshire Blvd.
Tibet Ave.
Television Circle
Montgomery Cross Roads
Best Buy Plaza
White Bluff Rd.
Mall Blvd.
Eisenhower Dr.
Stephenson Ave.
Jackson Blvd.

I could have gone through Lee Blvd. but this is where I chose to take a left turn. As I waited for the red light to cede to green for the turn, I could tell that if I had continued my path, I would have cruised through the Twelve Oaks Plaza light, and with some acceleration, I could have made the green on DeRenne Ave.

What happened this morning happens with the same frequency as snow in Savannah.

$$$ The Love of Money $$$

I'm not so sure that I actually love $$$, but I sure have been making it a top priority the past couple of years.

I took one full week of vacation from my full time job last week and spent 65 hours working on my part-time job. I try to justify that I am doing the right thing - working hard to pay down debts. Initially that is what will happen, but somehow or other that credit card will get used again.

The bragging about the cash made last week was a little shameless this morning at the real job. I feel somewhat guilty that even after all last week's effort, there will still be more bills to pay.