After two weeks of taking the “city” route to work, following school busses and traffic down Rt12 to the bridge, I woke up Monday and said “wouldn’t it be easier, quicker and less aggravation going up over the hill through the park to the highway?” “Yes” I answered. So I did. Misty morning on Monday, the type of morning when you need to keep the wipers going, but it is not raining, and as I am going around one of the first curves in the park, there are 4 greyish forms in the mist standing right by the side of the road. 4 does, pretty small ones. I slowed and stopped thinking they might just decide to jaywalk. They calmly turned and walked back into the woods. Today, rainy again, but not misty, and two of them were in the same exact place. One with her butt in the road. I slowed and she turned to look at the car, chewing her breakfast all the time. Then both slowly turned into the woods, not running with their flag wagging, but a saunter like saying “hmmm don’t know what this blue thing is, but I’ll just go over here and eat now”

I think I am going to have to really crunch some seat time tonight and into tomorrow to get some things done that are overdue.  uggh.

I have to go shopping tomorrow for something to wear to a party Saturday night. not looking forward to it either.