How often do you tell someone you live in Chicago and they reply, "The traffic!" followed by a grimace.
My standard response is, "It's one thing you don't get used to."
Or I didn't anyway.
I am excited to have less traffic in St. Louis. Although the rest of this post is contradicting that fact. It is usually true.
Sunday we made our way to my parents little Missouri town, Ste. Genevieve. It was right on the line for the solar eclipse and Mike had school orientation on Wednesday. Getting out of Chicago was one of the lightest traffic we've experienced. The rest of the ride, not so much.
Apparently lots of people were on the same route as us.
Wednesday I made myself comfortable at a coffee shop near St. Louis University campus to work and it turned out to be SLU's move in day. It was in the 70s Wednesday so I settled in outside until the tension between the cars and traffic directors got to be too much (and I needed to charge my computer).
I just wanted to tell the cars honking that there were lines on three roads all converging to the one road they all wanted for move in. Most of them did not know that so they laid on the horn and complained with their windows open.
I loved watching the varying packing techniques. I saw trucks pulling UHauls. I saw a Fiat (who I was obviously cheering on. :)
I get it. It looked terrible. Mike & I were in it for a second on our way to the coffee shop and a lady almost ran into us. (She didn't.)
As I sat there though I just thought about the situations where you think you know what's going on and things don't go the way you think they should and I get annoyed.
A good lesson for all of us.
Note: the vast majority of move in people were super calm and just went with it. It's the other ones that ruin it or make the feeling more intense for everyone. And I'm sure moving your child in to college for the first time is already a bit emotional.
I did tell Mike though that they need to take lessons from DePaul because we had minutes to unload our car and the car moved on. That was it.
My standard response is, "It's one thing you don't get used to."
Or I didn't anyway.
I am excited to have less traffic in St. Louis. Although the rest of this post is contradicting that fact. It is usually true.
Sunday we made our way to my parents little Missouri town, Ste. Genevieve. It was right on the line for the solar eclipse and Mike had school orientation on Wednesday. Getting out of Chicago was one of the lightest traffic we've experienced. The rest of the ride, not so much.
Apparently lots of people were on the same route as us.
Wednesday I made myself comfortable at a coffee shop near St. Louis University campus to work and it turned out to be SLU's move in day. It was in the 70s Wednesday so I settled in outside until the tension between the cars and traffic directors got to be too much (and I needed to charge my computer).
I just wanted to tell the cars honking that there were lines on three roads all converging to the one road they all wanted for move in. Most of them did not know that so they laid on the horn and complained with their windows open.
I loved watching the varying packing techniques. I saw trucks pulling UHauls. I saw a Fiat (who I was obviously cheering on. :)
I get it. It looked terrible. Mike & I were in it for a second on our way to the coffee shop and a lady almost ran into us. (She didn't.)
As I sat there though I just thought about the situations where you think you know what's going on and things don't go the way you think they should and I get annoyed.
A good lesson for all of us.
Note: the vast majority of move in people were super calm and just went with it. It's the other ones that ruin it or make the feeling more intense for everyone. And I'm sure moving your child in to college for the first time is already a bit emotional.
I did tell Mike though that they need to take lessons from DePaul because we had minutes to unload our car and the car moved on. That was it.
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