As the seasons change and the days get shorter I have found myself in a predicament during my 45 minute commute. It hasn’t been what book to listen to because my favorite authors and some new comers have kept me quite entertained through the audio versions of their newest books and some old classics I just can’t stop rereading. The problem is the sun. Yes, you read that right, that big giant ball of fire in the sky.
So over the past few days, I’ve noticed that I’ve been subconsciously changing the time I leave in the morning for work and the time I leave to come home. Meaning in the morning I am leaving closer and closer to 6:30 a.m. and in the evening I’m finding myself staying till after 6:00 p.m. So after looking at it more closely, I’ve been able to put my finger on it. It’s not that I am a workaholic, which pleases me to NO END!!! (Who wants that label!?). I’ve figured out that I’m racing the sun! I know this sounds silly since it’s going like a million miles an hour… Or is it that we are going a million miles an hour and it is standing still… Or maybe we’re all going a million miles an hour… But I digress… Here’s the proof.
My morning commute to work…
My evening commute home…
Note to Reader: Yes it is illegal to text and drive, but the law NEVER said you can’t take pictures and drive. Sooo... Yeah…
There is a point where in which you come around a bend and literally for about 15 or 20 seconds you can’t see ANYTHING!!! I drop my visor, but the sun is too low. I put my hand out to block the light, but to the other drivers who can’t see jack, I’m sure I look like I’m saluting a certain dead German dictator. So basically, we, the masses on the interstate at just the wrong time in the morning, have to hold onto the wheel and pray. Or we leave earlier and earlier each morning and later and later each evening. This really doesn’t seem fare! It’s not our fault that the sun can’t handle a normal work schedule.
There is a point where in which you come around a bend and literally for about 15 or 20 seconds you can’t see ANYTHING!!! I drop my visor, but the sun is too low. I put my hand out to block the light, but to the other drivers who can’t see jack, I’m sure I look like I’m saluting a certain dead German dictator. So basically, we, the masses on the interstate at just the wrong time in the morning, have to hold onto the wheel and pray. Or we leave earlier and earlier each morning and later and later each evening. This really doesn’t seem fare! It’s not our fault that the sun can’t handle a normal work schedule.
My commute used to be 1 left turn, a roundabout, and 2 right turns. 5 minutes if I got all the lights green. Now I have to use my GPS… (well not anymore, but for the first month and a half) Is that sad?
Wish me luck tomorrow. Maybe I’ll win again!
Till next time,
Bon Voyage!
2 comments:
oh, good luck. I remember that when I was working in Atlanta, it was terrible.
LOL, love the take-picture-salute-dead-German-dictator sunset and sunrise photos :) You're the best!
BUT, you are workaholic. The first sign is DENIAL :) ROTF - Just kidding!
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