The end of the vacation block
How do I know that the holiday has ended? My bad luck quota for today is met. Things will work out (in the end), but tomorrow I will leave without my valuable transit pass, which has failed to appear. Still have a “Hail Mary pass” request in with son #3, There’s a storm coming through, but schools don’t close when the students are absent. Tomorrow will mean a round of bad skating, while I try to figure out how to get to the transit office that handles loss and woe. My luck will not improve if the city is in a state of travel distress.
Found another use for the cellphone; a makeshift flashlight, to fill the windshield washer reservoir in a dark parking lot. I managed.
The Super Bowl this year will not have the Packers on the field. They lost a close game in the final second, this afternoon. Maybe next year. In front of a home crowd, such as loss is even harder on the ego. I’m impressed with their field, though. They have laid in heating pipes to keep the ground clear of snow cover. That’s a sign that you love your football, even in the worst of winter.
Oh well, back to searching. The bus pass is probably under something else; almost in plain view, if you get the drift. I have never “really” lost my pass in close to three decades of dependence, so a few more hours of moving things can’t hurt. I will not reshovel the driveway. Just sayin’.
(several hours later)… after finding the necessary pocket change to pay for transit tomorrow, and taking an abortive trip to the transit centre where they deal with lost cards when they aren’t closed and locked for the night, I came home and decided to go to bed. With only a few dozen pages remaining, I decided to finish reading my current book, and then put the dust cover back on (it) so I could leave it in the office lunchroom library. Inside the folded cover – one bus pass. All is back on track (or bus, or whatever).
