Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Why I must invent teleportation

My day started with a trip to the Dentist. A trip 20 miles away (don't ask why I don't have a closer dentist). 20 miles away with an 8:30am appointment having to drive though the Downtown Tunnel to get there. Really, not the best way to start the day. I left my house at 7:15am, and got through the tunnel in decent time. . .. about 25 minutes from Frederick entrance ramp to entering the tunnel. I knit while waiting in traffic. . . pretty easy to work on Picovoli while barely inching along in traffic. Got strangely FEW odd looks from other drivers who noticed me knitting. As I drive along 464 I hear the traffic report of an 8am bridge lift at the Steel Bridge. I look at my clock and it is 7:55. . . .should be sufficient time for the lift to clear and traffic to be moving again by the time I get there (oh yeah, a tunnel AND a bridge to get to the dentist!). I get off 464 onto Dominion Blvd and see traffic moving. Yay! No bridge issues. . . until I get another mile and see the red lights begin to flash. It is 8:10. . . apparently the bridge lift is running late and I am the 4th car in line. I put the car in park and knit some more while some sort of fire boat makes it's way under the bridge. It is now 8:20. I make it to the dentist at 8:25. I am called back at 8:30. Now, keep in mind, this is an appointment to check my new night guard, no cleaning or real dental work. This means by 8:40, the doctor has seen me, approves of how the new night guard is wearing, and I am sent on my way. My heart sinks, knowing that this was not nearly enough time to clear traffic. I finally get back home at 9:35. . . .2 hours gone for 10 minutes at the dentist. As a result, I ate this for breakfast:
I went back for extra whipped cream when the strawberry to cream ratio dipped too low. If I had to drive every day, I think I would gain 50 pounds!

6 comments:

TopHat said...

This might be strange, but when I was little I thought that bathrooms should have teleportation stalls. Think about it- every place has a bathroom- you could just teleport to the bathroom closest to where you want to be (given that the stall is empty, of course).

km said...

I hate driving too. Thank God we don't have bridge issues here. I'd never be anywhere on time.

kemtee said...

No one on 264 is going to raise an eyebrow at your knitting. Trust me. Even the troopers stationed at the City Hall exit (to catch the shoulder runners) don't even look at me funny anymore. It's the people texting, doing their makeup, shaving, and changing their pants while adjusting their radio and the GPS that make ME nuts.

Cheryl in VA said...

I have to totally agree with Kemtee!! Especially since I have figured out I can get about a good 30min of knitting in before I even get to Yarn for Supper on Wed evenings. :0
Oh btw, don't worry about the dentist distance issue, I've got you on that one, mine is down at Southern Shores at the Outer Banks. What can I say, when I find a dentist I like I stick with him, no matter where he moves.

Marie said...

Your breakfast looks delicious!

I keep my dentist in Philadelphia, about 42 miles away, for no other reason that I really like him. After driving into the city once, I swore I would never do it again. All I wanted to do was drive off a cliff. Now, I take the train in and knit the whole way. Much better.

2paw said...

Oh, I did some maths and that's 32kms. Wow!! We don't really have that much traffic here. We sometimes have a bit of a traffic jam at the end of the day, but if I have to wait more than one stet of lights I feel very cross. I must make my dental appointment!! You show great patience!!!