Yesterday, I had to pick up the paintings from the art show. I had to go between noon and four. Of course, it was an insane day at work, so I ran the first moment I got free.
Normally, the drive to the gallery and back to work would have been a half hour or so. Nope. Not this time. There was construction going on in two of the 3 lanes on the road to the gallery. Really? Can’t you do one lane at a time? The middle and the right lanes were blocked off.
After the construction zone came a series of 5 gallon buckets littering the road, so everyone had to swerve around them. It took me a half hour just to get to the gallery, and then time to pick up the paintings.
I headed back and there was more construction, on a different block, going that direction. So, I ended up finishing the trip in an hour, instead of in a half hour. Plus, there was no parking when I got back to work, so it took me even longer.
I finished up work and left. On my way home, there was another 5 gallon bucket. It was a perfect ending to the day.