You know how it is in Chicago. Two seasons: Winter and construction. And it’s not winter yet.
I am assuming that the construction gods got together up in heaven and said, “How can we make Lia’s commute to work even longer?”
They must have known that in the car I’m listening to the third “Clan of the Cave Bear” book on audiobook, which happens to be one of the longest books I’ve ever listened to. It’s the only silver lining of all of the construction.
It seems like I am constantly hitting one construction roadblock after another. I know several routes home on my 20-mile commute, but not enough alternate routes to avoid the frequent road closures. I turn right — road closed. Turn left — local traffic only. Turn around, turn left, turn right — slow traffic due to a road closure somewhere else. I feel stuck.
To help you visualize my daily commute home, please see Exhibit A.
It makes me feel like I’m actually inside of this.
Never thought I’d say this … but when does winter start?