Day: December 2, 2002

I’m not biting my lip. I think I’m subconciously trying to tunnel my way out.

Or maybe I’m like an animal caught in a trap, hoping if I can just chew through my own leg I can escape…

Because I have never owned a car before this year, and because I am generally an idiot about such things, it would appear that I forgot to bring my car in for its annual inspection before the sticker on the windshield had expired. Now I’m trying to figure out where I need to bring it — Pennsylvania’s Department of Transportation website isn’t exactly helpful, and Honda’s service department has been tied up all morning — and how many hours they’ll need to hold on to my car. Did I mention that I am generally an idiot about such things?

I’m back, although I can think of at least half a dozen other places I’d like to be. I think I need at least a day to reacclimate myself to the idea of work. Imagine what will happen when I’m off for almost two full weeks later this month.

Anyway, Thanksgiving was nice. I left sometime after five o’clock on Wednesday evening and drove to Tannersville, PA, where I spent the night. Traffic and weather were fine, and I probably could have made the rest of the trip pretty easily before midnight, but my parents were expecting my call and it had been a very long day. I was tired, and I had expected to stop, so I did. I had a vanilla Coke for dinner, watched some TV, and went to bed. The next morning, after I checked out and called home, I drove home to New York.

And there was absoultely no traffic. A trip that normally takes three hours (and which I was worried would take up to five, with holiday and parade traffic) took only two. I was home in plenty of time for Thanksgiving, which, as I said, was nice. Good food and family, exactly as advertised.

How was your holiday?