Saturday, April 21, 2007
Today is the most gorgeous spring day imaginable. I of course am spending it on the couch, reading papers and trying to become smarter, but all the windows are open, the birds are chirping, and the dog is snoozing in a patch of sunlight. If I must be stressed, this is a nice way to do it. And then the BUS FROM HELL parks two doors down and sits there with its engine running for TWO HOURS. It was a big white charter bus, there to transport people for a wedding at the church on the corner. It was LOUD. I had to close the windows but the noise was still distracting and I got no work done the whole time it was here. I imagined various scenarios in which I a) confronted the bus driver with a highlighted copy of the "don't leave your bus engine running" city ordinance, b) called the giant phone number on the back and gave them a piece of my mind, or c) crashed the wedding and made people cry. Anything I did was sure to reveal me as a marriage-hating, church-hating, family-hating crazy woman, possibly with a lot of cats, so I silently nurtured my rage and took excedrin for my (exhaust-induced?) headache. They're gone now and hallelujah, the neighborhood is lovely again.