|This is what it looked like yesterday at the turnoff on Rt. 1 trying to get into our development|
Bill and I came to a rare agreement today, we are not comfortable traveling in heavy traffic anymore.
Today we had to run several errands. I'm not driving for a couple days because of my surgery yesterday (still woozy and fatigued). Bill had to drive my car. This is Friday and Friday living near a resort such as Rehoboth Beach is a nightmare. We locals know to STAY OFF THE ROADS. Alas, we didn't. I was running around trying to get a prescription filled for a generic form of Rapaflo. I wasn't keen on spending $484.19 for a 90 days supply of pills to "relax my prostate" which is inflamed after yesterday's
First to the urologist's office to pick up my prescription. Then to Walmart and the sticker shock moment. Then to the Georgetown VA Outpatient Clinic to get a more reasonable price for a generic version of my prostate relaxer so I can stop peeing razor blades.
All the while we're traveling on Route 1 which was undergoing some lane restrictions for some kind of road work. DelDot likes to schedule their roadwork on Friday's, in the tourist season, especially when there are events going on in Rehoboth and Ocean City, Maryland. Ah, the beginning of the season in Gayberry. Always a delight.
So while we're traveling all around, missing near accidents right and left, we decided we're not going to travel in heavy traffic like this any more if we can help it, and we can. For instance, the only place we're going tomorrow is the Food Lion in Milton, which is sans tourists. Hell, they don't even know where Milton is unless they're a Dogfish beer aficionado.
A couple of years ago we decided not to travel at night anymore. We just can't do it. Everything is headlights. I leave work after 11 pm at my hotel job but I travel a back road and there is very little traffic. Step by step we're being "localized" in our activity.
Last week's road trip south we pushed our luck. I don't think we'll do that again.
Actually, I'm quite happy staying her at Casa Tipton-Kelly. Very happy as a matter of fact. Now if I can just stop peeing razor blades.