Commuting 889 miles
As I sit in the lounge, being consistently ostracized for arriving three hours early, I reflect.
In the last two weeks, I have been in Missouri for 4.5 days. My cat is less than enthused, and Greg has this photographic evidence that she may begin loving him more than me; she has recently gone over to the dark side and joined his two dogs on his lap. Before going to the grocery store (see complaint-laden short story below), I took a full 20 minutes to get dressed. I guess I was so excited to be wearing not cotton/poly-blend pants and a navy sweater vest, I just couldn't waste the opportunity to prove to the general public that I have a personal sense of fashion. Also, I find myself constantly asking the question, silently or to others, "What day is it?" The actual day no longer matters to me, just the number corresponding to the day and the number on my next scheduled check-in in Baltimore.
**Whining Alert!!** On my one full day off this week, I went to the grocery store to replenish my snack food store for this trip. Enjoying the first homemade, french vanilla syrup-filled cup of coffee I'd had in 9 days, I carried it with me on my excursion in my favorite purple travel tumbler. In the parking lot, I noticed two shopping carts un-corralled and dangerous (Greg's car still has a dent from a Target cart gone astray nearly a year ago). Thinking that I'd do a service to society, I pushed them together to relocate. In so doing, my mug, which I'd placed in the child-seat portion of the cart, fell out the leg hole. It cracked on the pavement, ruining my favorite purple mug and spilling my precious liquid cargo all over the unholy ground. Anyone have a recommendation on a replacement non-spill, unbreakable travel mug?
More soon.
3 comments:
i think i might be to blame for some of your misfortune. i was on the phone with you the day the employees in the store were singing loudly to the song playing. and i was on the phone with you shortly before and shortly after the coffee spilling/cup splitting incident. i don't really know how i could be at fault, but i'm thinking somehow you could cast some of the blame on me.
i have found the cvp tumbler to be marvelous. they don't have their merchandise online, but it looks kind of like this: oh snap. i can't find one, and i'm tired of looking. it's handle-less, has the cvp logo on it, and seals pretty dern well, although i wouldn't call it leak-proof. seeing that i'm going there this weekend for the alumni retreat (sorry man...see if your pilot will buzz by vesper point over the river! that would RULE!) i could get you one. even if it's not what you're looking for, heck - it's cvp.
That's a great picture with Greg, Tori, and the dogs!
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