The Dangers of Changing Routines
the construction and the idiotic drivers are causing the most abysmal traffic on the bay bridge lately. i reached the end of my rope and decided to give public transit one more try this morning. my first attempt at taking a local bus to the BART station, the train and then a shuttle bus to work took me close to 2 hours .. and i had to stand the entire trip.
i took a slightly different route this morning. i eliminated the local bus, drove to the BART station, and took a train and the shuttle bus. i had to be at the BART station no later by 7:19 a.m. with the hopes that i would find a free parking space. doing this meant changing my evening and morning routines.
the good news:
the bad news:
lessons learned:
i took a slightly different route this morning. i eliminated the local bus, drove to the BART station, and took a train and the shuttle bus. i had to be at the BART station no later by 7:19 a.m. with the hopes that i would find a free parking space. doing this meant changing my evening and morning routines.
the good news:
- there was plenty of free parking when i arrived at the BART station at 7:00 a.m.
- the commute took a little more than an hour and was relatively stress free
- i didn't have to deal with the moronic drivers
- i sat the whole way and was able to knit (my second time knitting in public) and worked on my new project, fingerless gloves for moi, yes for me. here's where i am so far:
i started out this morning with only the cuff and it is knit in the round.
the bad news:
- one must be careful when changing one's routine. i thought i would save time by ironing my shirt at night instead of the morning. so i decided to get up at 6:00 a.m., which is my usual time. who was i fooling. it takes me a little while before i'm fully awake. i found myself quickly running behind schedule. so i picked up the pace and while shaving did this (warning a little graphic):
photo credit: christine pun (thanks christine)
i know that you are saying, 'you stupid idiot keith, you're not supposed to shave your nose!' and, 'that's not such a bad cut.' you'd be surprised at how even the smallest nick hurts and bleeds like hell. - i thought that everyone was staring at and talking to the wound on my face
- lastly, and i can't even believe i'm going to admit this to the blogging world, my routine was so messed up that i realized that i totally left the house without brushing my teeth. so not only was i self conscious of the gaping hole on my nose (i know i'm a drama queen) but i was mortified that i may have had bad breath. i chewed the hell out of the 2 pieces of gum i thankfully had.
lessons learned:
- be careful when changing routines
- get up earlier
- have a spare toothbrush and toothpaste at work just in case
- don't shave my nose
3 Comments:
Keith -
your post is why i love you so! the constant struggle toward perfection! today, you had the crisp shirt, the seat, and the beginnings of a beautiful mitten minus the nick and questionable breath. Oh, perfectly human, you are! Keep on struggling. I'm doing the same.
much love, sally
LOL !!
Glad you are knitting something for yourself this time!!
Sorry to hear about the nose-nick ;-)
Liz just said "oh, who's mouth is that?" I had to scroll back up so she could see the nick on your nose. :)
Sounds like your revised public transportation plan isn't too bad. You get more time to relax which is good. Think of it as about 2 hours a day of getting to relax and do some knitting or reading or other stuff. Sure beats that awful bridge traffic, which is now much worse because of the construction.
I can't tell you how much reading I've gotten done just by taking BART to work. I've read more in the last 3 years than I have in my entire lifetime!
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