Monday, March 11, 2013
Like today. I was running late at work and knew that I was leaving too late to pick my son up from school at 6 pm. There was only one way that was going to happen - that's right. If you-know-Who got involved.
Which, surprise, surprise, He did. Listen to me: for all those who know what traveling on Interstate 10-West at 5:30 pm means, I flew home, especially through downtown. Oh yeah. Traffic never stopped. I didn't spend one minute of my travel time home regretting I bought a 5-speed. It was like Sunday morning, 5 am.
It was like Heaven. And as for my son, well, I pulled up to the door of his school just as he was walking out. At 6 pm. Travel time: 30 minutes. Usual travel time: 45 minute to 1 hour. That's G-d for you.