There's nothing better to come home to than a dog who loves you and good salsa.
Due to a slight mishap involving me and a sidewalk curb that took out one of my tires, I had the opportunity to navigate Bellingham's bus system for the first time in quite a while. I used to bus and bike all the time, back when I lived a car-free downtown existence. Since then, routes, times, and my own destinations have changed. They have this crazy color-coded system where two digits mean one thing and three digits mean another. I was a little nervous I was going to have the same mishap I did back in high school, the one that resulted in an hour long round trip to and from somewhere I didn't want to go. (And still don't come to think of it. Lynden's not a very nice place.) I think I've got it sorted out now, though, so it should be a lot less walking tomorrow. As it is, Eric got home from work shortly before I did, so he swung down the road and picked me up.
As much as I like the independence and thinking time driving from place to place affords me, as well as the oh-so-important opportunity to sing along to the radio, it was kind of nice to sit in the back corner and read my book until I was where I needed to be. I brought some knitting with me, but didn't feel like breaking that out since I had to look out every once in a while for my stop. Tomorrow, however, I will be bringing the second Diagonal Cross-Rib Sock, the one I plan on casting on for tonight. After finishing the first, I'm not so sure that a multi-colored colorway was really the absolute best way to go, but I still like them nonetheless. Now if only I could stop dropping stitches when I do that little twisty thing!
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I have been taking the bus to work for about 6 months now. At first it was a pain to get up early and wait out in the cold, but now I enjoy it for just the reasons you said. I am reading more than I have in a long time, and it gives me time to wake up at my own pace.
I definetely agree with getting more reading done that way. I just finished Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil yesterday, and I'd still only be about halfway through it if I were trying to sit on my couch and read. Picture the scene-- me trying to sit there with a book while Gus throws his chew toys into my lap every three minutes and Eric watches his nineteenth documentary about the Blue Angels.
It's MUCH better this way.
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