An attack of common sense
May. 1st, 2009 08:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gurdymonkeyLeft work a half hour early to get on the road - and watched my head start evaporate as I crawled up 880 to the maze. Weather.com has been talking about 'showers.' What we got varied from "cats 'n' dogs" to "tigers 'n' timberwolves" all the way up the dial to "riot police with fire hoses". It took me an hour and a half to get to Novato with no let up (for my non Western friends, that's about 40 miles of freeway with a toll bridge crossing thrown in).
Envisioning vehicles stuck to the axles in mud on the dirt road onto the sheep ranch and trying to set up in a downpour in the dark, I pulled over and called Urtatim, who was STILL trying to pick up her rental car. I told her the situation and suggested she save her money and stay home if she had no other committments to go to Beltane other than to hang out with me. I said I might try to find a motel along the 101 corridor and see what tomorrow's weather looked like.
The sky was still on fire-hose setting and it occurred to me that I really do not need to get a cold right before James' and Sylvia's wedding. 101 was a parking lot heading north, but traffic southbound was moving along at a decent clip. That did it. I got off in Petaluma, got back on 101 south and headed home. Total detour, $4 toll, 1/4 tank of gas and four hours out of my day - but I'm dry, I'm fed, and I get to sleep in my own bed.
Envisioning vehicles stuck to the axles in mud on the dirt road onto the sheep ranch and trying to set up in a downpour in the dark, I pulled over and called Urtatim, who was STILL trying to pick up her rental car. I told her the situation and suggested she save her money and stay home if she had no other committments to go to Beltane other than to hang out with me. I said I might try to find a motel along the 101 corridor and see what tomorrow's weather looked like.
The sky was still on fire-hose setting and it occurred to me that I really do not need to get a cold right before James' and Sylvia's wedding. 101 was a parking lot heading north, but traffic southbound was moving along at a decent clip. That did it. I got off in Petaluma, got back on 101 south and headed home. Total detour, $4 toll, 1/4 tank of gas and four hours out of my day - but I'm dry, I'm fed, and I get to sleep in my own bed.
