I think the only people who have an easier commute than I do are those that work from home.
I live in a nice little neighborhood just north of Baltimore City. If they cut all the trees down outside my building and I had a minimally strong pair of binoculars, I could see my office from my porch. Betty’s school is like 2 miles away. We leave the house at about 20 to 8 every morning and including going to get our coffee – she calls it that, but really she’s having hot chocolate…please don’t call CPS on me – and dropping her off, I’m in the office by 10 after 8. In the afternoon, even in the heaviest rush hour traffic, I’m to her school to pick her up by 10 after 5 and we are home 10 minutes or so later if we don’t have to make any other stops. Easy peasy.
Because it is summertime, we are occasionally getting blasted by heavy thunderstorms. I LOVE a good thunderstorm and I’ve been trying to teach Betty all the ways that they are fun and cool so that she will know that we can’t play outside during one, but otherwise won’t be afraid of them. As I was leaving the office, one of these bad storms was roaring through; we’re talking serious lightning, thunder like I haven’t heard in a long time, sideways rain, and flooding streets. Reaching her school took about twice as long as it usually does because every time there’s a bad electrical storm, the gates for the Light Rail train system get stuck in in the down position and block some pretty major roadways. I don’t feel okay about driving around down train gates even if it is a malfunction and finding an uncrowded detour can be a little tricky.
Anyway, as I was getting her strapped into her car seat I could tell that the storm was right on top of us and I started getting nervous. I had never seen anything like it. There was no break in between the thunder and lightning at all. Power was knocked out to several traffic lights even as we drove underneath them and it was raining so hard that I couldn’t see much of anything. Eventually I made a right onto the last main road we have to travel before turning into our neighborhood and it was like a parking lot.
Then as if things were not already totally unpleasant, they got worse. Suddenly there were firetrucks that were trying to get through the crowded street. One was looming right behind my car with the siren blaring and no one in front of me was moving so aside from jumping the curb, I had no place to go. Bolts of lightning continued to strike what felt like just a few yards from where we were sitting. Then from the passenger seat my phone started making this really shrill noise that I’ve never heard before. I glanced at the screen and saw this message:
I’m guessing that acceptable “shelter” in this situation does not include a 2013 Fiat 500.
Nothing will get your blood pumping in a bad way quite like the knowledge of a possible tornado when you are stuck in a micro-car with your 2 year old in the backseat. Meanwhile as I’m coasting into a full-blown panic attack, she’s singing a song about the blueberry muffin I had given her as a snack.
Actually I’m glad she was calm because I think it stopped me from coming completely unhinged. The person at the head of my traffic line finally got the hint about the firetrucks and moved into the intersection and we continued on our way. All the while I had a white knuckled grip on the steering wheel and was staring at the sky waiting for a funnel cloud to materialize and take us away to Oz.
Which obviously didn’t happen. We made it home a short time later.
You know what will make me forget a panic attack faster even faster than a song about muffins though? A stack of packages on my doorstep! Especially when I’m pretty sure they are all for me.
My AWESOME new doTERRA essential oils. After that craziness in the car I was still feeling a little flustered for the rest of the evening so I sprinkled a bit of the lavender on my pillow at bedtime and enjoyed the best night of sleep I’ve had in weeks. Stay tuned for a little review of these as I experiment with them more!
MY NEW SHIRT!! One of the perks I received for reviewing the new Lorna Jane Nourish Cookbook was a gift card to shop in her store. I could not pass up that tank. Plus the fact that when I ordered it I wasn’t running so it’s even more appropriate.
Oh and yes…
Please meet my New Balance 890; purchased based on some of the most stellar reviews I’ve ever seen. I feel like for my training this time around I need a little more shoe than my Kinvara, Connect, or my NB1400, but less than my Mizunos which at this point feel like I have cinder blocks strapped to my feet (but I’m glad I kept them because I’ve been using them while I recover). I ended up listing my barely worn Pure Flows on Ebay. I hate to part with any of my shoes – especially purple ones – but there was just something about them that I couldn’t get down with.
Thank you so much to everyone who suggested Running Warehouse after my shopping post the other day because I got an incredible deal on my pretty new shoes! The break-in process will begin with these today as I attempt 3 miles per my training plan. Because…marathon training!!
Have you had a really great mail day lately? Have you ever been caught in a really terrible storm? Do you know any songs about muffins?
Happy Tuesday, you guys! I hope everyone has a great day!