This morning, while waiting for my ride (who was late again. Apparently, the fact that school is now in session and thus there is TRAFFIC has not sunk in, or she doesn’t understand the concept of  ‘leave earlier in anticipation of the traffic you will hit’) I had a moment of “God damnit, I can’t DO this anymore!”

It’s very frustrating. I am not patient. I do not like to be late. I do not like things to be out of my control or to have to depend on others.

The reality is that I have no choice but to do this for at least 10 more weeks (here is willing the bureaucracy to function in spite of the furlough days). I have to get to work. I am very, very lucky to have found this solution to morning rides via Craigslist. Very lucky. I really have no right to complain.

I really wish I could post a “Grace in Small Things” list or something similar, and be sincere about it, but to write something like that now would just be a way to try and hide that fact that I am wallowing a bit. I know I have a lot to be grateful for, I know it could be worse, I know there are worse things in life…

But right now, I’m just really sick of being stuck. Literally and figuratively of course, but right now it’s the literal that’s bringing me down.