Soaked streets, a down tree, and a light that is actually still working. |
Well,
this is the final short week of a month long string and, as is common place
when I don’t have a specific event to attend or place to go, I had no idea what
to do with myself. I got out of bed only slightly later than I normally would
on a Thursday morning and while the weather started off sunny and humid the forecast
showed some troublesome signs in the afternoon. If I stayed in the apartment I
would do nothing but work and knowing that the day was going to be cut a little
short with the weather moving up the coast, I had no other choice than to get
in the car and drive.
Even
with all the travel that I have already done this year, it is a different experience
being behind the wheel without having to be somewhere at a specific time or
having an event or place that you have to go. It is the ever-present cliché of
the freedom of the road that allows me to relax, get lost, explore, and maybe
find a few places that I have never been, see a few things that I had never
seen, and discover some new destinations for a future weekend trip. And
throughout the wandering and weaving between towns and the coasting down the
highway, I didn’t check my mail at all… exactly the way I wanted to spend the
morning.
By
the time I stopped the car to get out and stretch much of the morning had
already passed and lunch time was knocking at my empty stomach. With the
stiffness having evaporated from my joints, it was time to head back and figure
out where I was going to meet my wife for a mid-day meal. We finally settled on
meeting in King of Prussia with a couple of hours afterward to spend together
before we, once again, went our separate ways… my wife had to get to her grad
class and I had to continue my attempt to relaxing during this rare day off.
By
this time I had glanced at my work email but, with only a few minor things to
address, it was not a hindrance to my time away from the office. While the limited
time at the range could have gone better (I need more consistent practice), it
was nice to just stand around and chat about anything and everything that didn’t
involve work. With night riding across the sky on the back of dark clouds, I pointed
the car toward home, drove through the squalls of a sudden summer storm, and picked
up dinner for my wife and me to enjoy together after a full day and probably
one of my more successful non-working days.
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