New podcast

When I don’t have an audiobook going in the car, I’ll go for a podcast. I had a new one fall into my lap last week. Its host is a woman who lost 100 pounds twelve years ago, making small changes.

Her main advice is to not start anything that you aren’t prepared to keep up for your entire life. And next is to not do anything big that is a quick fix.

My first week, I was away, so I wasn’t fully ready to start anything. I decided to go for 64 ounces of water a day. I actually managed it and more. I got through the running to the bathroom to pee all day while I was on vacation and it didn’t really matter if I wandered off. I kept it up. I am no longer running off as frequently, since my body seems to have adjusted.

Sunday night, I packed all my stuff for an early morning swim, followed by work. I got my lunch ready to bring with me.

I weighed myself this morning. I will be continuing that on Mondays.

Today, I got up early. I put on my swimsuit and cover-up, grabbed my bag and headed to the gym. I got in the pool and told myself to not do the full distance. When I got halfway through, I told myself to just do a little more. Then, suddenly, I had just one lap to go! I did it! I went into the hot tub after the swim. I had to get out when the guy in his tidy whities got in. Nope. Didn’t want to see that getting out of the water.

I showered, dressed, and went to work, drinking my water along the way. I found that they moved the little free library a block away! I chose a healthier breakfast than I normally would. I got my coffee and settled into a work schedule.

Close to lunch time, I realized I left my lunch at home in the fridge. Thankfully, we were off early and I wouldn’t starve on the way home.

I went to drop some of the books from my car into the little free library, went to the post office and ATM. I picked up a hold from the library and went home to eat my lunch. I napped and then went to the grocery store.

When I got home, I took out the garbage cans. I had forgotten that I was going to take a kid to get snacks at the grocery store, so I sent them back to the store with my debit card.

I got my stuff ready for a trip to the pool again tomorrow. Is this something I can keep up for the rest of my life? I sure hope so.

My commute

Today, I found myself thankful for my long commute. I left the house and drove five minutes to the church for my dad’s services. Out of habit, I turned on my audiobook. By the time I figured out what was going on and where I left off last time, it was time to get out of the car. At least with my daily commute, I catch up, then have almost an hour to get back into the story. Silver lining!

Finishing the license plate saga

After all the trouble getting the license plate and scheduling and rescheduling everything, yesterday was the day that I had to get the car to the police station to get the fix it ticket signed off.

I managed to get the license plate, tape, and cleaning wipes to the car. I found a good spot to attach the plate. I had been warned that the tape I used will be PERMANENT. No problem.

I got up to the police station and there were two women in the station already. They also had a fix it ticket to take care of. I overheard “Well, your fix it ticket is for not having the sticker on your car. Your sticker is there in your hand, so I can’t sign off that it was fixed, because I can see that it wasn’t. If it’s in your hand, it’s not on your car.” The response: “We left the car at home, so we wanted to show that we got the sticker.” Ummmm…. The very patient officer suggested that they go home and put the sticker on the car and then try to get the ticket signed. “but, the type of ticket you have requires you to go downtown to fix it, or over to the college.” Oh, boy… I was not hopeful that I could get my ticket signed.

The officer sent the two ladies on their way. I didn’t even get a chance to say anything and the officer took the ticket from me. “Oh, a license plate. I actually have to go look.” I told him to look at it as getting a walk and some fresh air in. “A walk? How far away did you park? Don’t tell me you left your car at home, too!” No no. It’s across the street about four cars down, parked perpendicularly. He looked at it. “Yes, there’s a plate there.” He signed my paper and I thanked him and told him to enjoy his walk back. He said that he was glad I didn’t go when it was raining.

I got home and copied the paperwork and got it in an envelope with a stamp. We even made it to the post office that same day.

Now, I just need the radio pulled out of the other car, and I’ll donate that. Getting stuff done! I am not mentioning the library books that need to go back before I leave on my trip.

License plate adventure

When I was in Vegas, my daughter texted me a photo of a ticket that was left in the car we don’t drive often. It never had a front license plate and there’s no place to put it, anyhow.

I also have a car that I’m going to donate as soon as I can get someone to take the radio out of it. It’s sentimental, not that it’s a decent radio or anything.

I messaged my friend, asking where I should take the car for the license plate, and if he knew anyone who would come to remove the radio. He said he’d do both on his next day off. Perfect!

I rushed around to get a new replacement plate. I squeezed a trip to AAA into my schedule. I got there, waited in line, and explained what I needed. I was handed paperwork and told to bring in the old plates. Oh boy! Now I needed tools to get the old plate off.

I figured it out and got the plate and the paperwork to AAA after getting all the info together. I turned over the old plate and got the new ones. I installed the new rear one. My friend cancelled. Great.

I texted another friend about the radio and the license plate. He said he could help with the radio, but had no experience with license plates. No problem. I called my mechanic to ask what to do, expecting him to recommend someone. “Heavy duty double stick tape.” I can do that.

So the next thing in the agenda is to wait for the rain to stop, then take the paperwork and car to the police station to get it signed off. Hopefully that’ll be tomorrow.

Traffic break

On the way home from class last night, we saw a highway patrolman enter the freeway with his lights on. He started weaving across the lanes to slow us down. For the most part, this worked ok. The other cars slowed down with us and it was ok.

We followed the car for several miles and finally the officer brought us to a complete stop. That’s when things got mildly interesting.  A car about 3 cars behind me started honking.  Why?   Where do you think you’re going to go?  Through me and the police car?  Then, the car in front of me squeezes in between the two lanes to pass.  Again, where do you think you’re going?

It looks like they stopped us so that they could set up the construction zone ahead.

This morning, on my commute, I almost hit a 5 gallon bucket rolling around the freeway.  Where was my traffic break today?

Driving vs reading

I listen to audiobooks in the car.  Depending on the length of the book, it takes 2-3 weeks to get through one, usually.  I don’t always have an audiobook going.  I sometimes make phone calls.  I sometimes listen to podcasts.  Sometimes, I have nothing on the radio at all, if traffic is bad.  I do love the Bluetooth in my car, though.  I get a lot accomplished.  Especially since my commute is long some days.

Last night, I was reading an actual paper book while chatting with a friend between chapters.  I was flying through the book, and I had mentioned it.  He told me that I would probably finish it on the way to work today.  I may be crazy, but I am not crazy enough to try to read a paper book on the way to work.

I have seen other drivers do some strange things during heavy traffic, and sometimes not so heavy traffic.  Read the newspaper.  Read a paper map.  Put on eyeliner at 80 mph.  Hold a cellphone while talking into it.  Write what looks like a shopping list.  Lots of nose pickers.

Yesterday, it was raining.  I passed three accidents on the way home.  The first was just a fender bender and the drivers were chatting at the side of the road.  Another one was car vs car.  Three fire trucks were on the scene.  The car blocking the right lane had a broken axle.    The next accident was a SamTrans bus, a commuter van, and a small car.  Everything looked ok, other than the bus diagonally blocking the two right lanes.  The police were on the scene.  Reminders to be careful and pay attention.

This morning, there was an accident on the exit from the freeway to work.  I was stuck for a bit.  When I got to the accident, the tow truck was there already.  The police were blocking off the traffic and just a few cars were passing the accident at a time.  On the left.  Just as I got to the intersection, a car decided to try to pass the accident on the right.  I am so glad that I wasn’t there long enough to hear what the police were yelling at him.

Definitely, no paper books on the steering  wheel on my commute.  I would like to finish the book tonight, though.  But not in the car.