2013-06-11 - Traffic
Before heading home from picking up our daughter we stopped to grab a sandwich. It was between lunch and dinner, and you just never know - after getting on the interstate - what's going to happen. So the tiny bit of scout in us considered it a good move. So then we set off to make the drive, and it normally was about an hour-and-a-half.
Our clan has always found a way to make even a brief ride in the car rather entertaining, and this trip would not disappoint. Mostly our entertainment came from two things: being over-tired and being rather insane, generally, as a group. Now this is in a good way, mind you. And we've had our share of not-so-good insanity in the past, so we know the difference. Something about one of us sounding like we were coughing on a hairball, when it was in fact spit, another of us seeing a truck driver that appeared to be a woman - that with another set of clearer eyes was definitely a man, and finally a spontaneous version of us singing Aerosmith's "Dude Looks Like A Lady," took place in the space of about twenty minutes of that drive. So you can imagine daily life with such a group.
There is really nothing better to pass the time than crazy friendly banter, and we were on a roll. So was the car going up the road at something fairly close to the speed limit, when suddenly we came to a near-screeching halt. This happened about three different times, and then hubby said, "If I knew why we were stopping and starting so much it might not bother me so much, but this is just annoying." Now isn't that how life often goes? (I said something similar to him). It really is so much like that.
We live bits at a time. We don't often know what's ahead. And sometimes, we feel like if we just "knew more." we would feel better about our journey. I think about some of the things I have gone through, and consider that idea, and am not so sure it's really a good idea to know too much. Sure, we need to keep our eyes open and be ready for what's ahead, and plan when we can. But most of it is not about what we do anyway, so maybe we just need to relax and enjoy the ride a little more. When we do what we're supposed to do, the rest will be taken care of for us. It's what I was promised, and what a relief that is when things happen, and I don't know why.