Lesson Learned

Public transportation and I have been in a bit of a fight lately... and it plays dirty. For the third time this week I have been cursing WMATA (and my own stupidity.) Let's just say that I got an unintentional tour of Christmas lights from around the region when I got on the wrong bus on Monday... and was asked if I was in high school... and yesterday I had a 20 minute wait for the bus.

But at least there was a bus.

The next time you find yourself getting off work mid-day, don't head to the Pentagon station to catch your 29G home- because there will be no 29G. They only run after 4. This I did not know. Not to worry, being the resourceful girl that I am, I got back on the train, rode to another stop and successfully caught another bus route home. One and a half hours later.

When we finally did get to my stop, I had the snow to contend with. With less-than-snow-appropriate shoes. Cute tweed-fabric flats, to be specific. Don't ask me what I was thinking. So, anyway, I had to wade through the snow about a mile home. It honestly was like I wasn't wearing shoes at all, that cold. Maybe I am just a big Californian baby, but that was not fun!

Anyway, I eventually made it home. But let me ask you this- what's the point of taking off at 1:45 if you don't even get home until 3? Jeeze Louise this city has some traffic (and snow) issues.

In other news: I am being stalked by telemarketers. FIFTEEN in a two-day period. And they aren't even asking for my name. Did somebody sign up my phone number to sabotage me? So many questions! Aaagh!

In other, other news: I'm going (going) back (back) to Cali (Cali)! Hooray! Metro, you may have won the battle, but we shall meet again.

~S~