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Nov. 21st, 2016 02:45 pmvia http://ift.tt/2fUveG1:danceswchopstck replied to your post “meanderings0ul replied to your photo “Ugh. Lake effect. (at I-90 New…”
I’m so glad you made it home OK! If it’s that bad again, saying “fuck everything” and stopping somewhere sounds good to me. I have a friend who drove to get to work on too little sleep, a some years ago, and she wasn’t so lucky. She’s still alive and kicking, but she’s been doing it on one leg ever since, and we nearly lost her completely. So, please continue to take care, as much as you can! I like you being alive in the world with all your parts!
aw, thanks. That’s nice of you to say!
i couldn’t stop anywhere, though, because I had to be where i am right now, at my other job, at 9am sharp this morning, because the Black Friday sales have kicked in and now I have to be back full-time at this position. I very much did not want to have to make the drive at that time, but I also could not have left the farm any earlier, because I was needed for the turkey packaging, which we finished with at 1pm. I took an hour to eat lunch and load my car.
Also I don’t know anyone in Central NY anymore, so I’d be driving around unfamiliar towns with no particular destination in a whiteout blizzard.
And the lake effect warning, as it proclaimed on the LED boards all along the highway, was in effect until 7pm Monday. So once I found a spot to be in that whiteout blizzard in an unfamiliar town, I’d be trapped there, potentially, for a full day.
So… I sort of wish I’d stayed behind at the farm, but their power was out and the snow wasn’t expected to stop, so if I hadn’t left when I did, I might have gotten stuck there.
I really didn’t see any option to not push through. I have friends in Rochester, but the lake effect band ended ten minutes past their Thruway exit, and so I’d’ve been struggling through the snowy local highways to their house, which would have put me in far more danger than just continuing to the clear roads to the west.
If I were sleepy, I’d’ve pulled over at a rest stop; I’ve done that before, and 15-20 minutes makes a huge difference. But I was just exhausted, whole-body exhausted, which isn’t exactly the same thing. A 20-minute doze in that case is only going to make the muscle tension worse.
I’m a disaster today, and all the coffee in the world isn’t going to fix it, but I am also wearing a deeply unflattering but beautifully-made hand-knit sweater my mother made me, so that helps in its small way. I forgot to bring any ibuprofen though. This has been A Week.

I’m so glad you made it home OK! If it’s that bad again, saying “fuck everything” and stopping somewhere sounds good to me. I have a friend who drove to get to work on too little sleep, a some years ago, and she wasn’t so lucky. She’s still alive and kicking, but she’s been doing it on one leg ever since, and we nearly lost her completely. So, please continue to take care, as much as you can! I like you being alive in the world with all your parts!
aw, thanks. That’s nice of you to say!
i couldn’t stop anywhere, though, because I had to be where i am right now, at my other job, at 9am sharp this morning, because the Black Friday sales have kicked in and now I have to be back full-time at this position. I very much did not want to have to make the drive at that time, but I also could not have left the farm any earlier, because I was needed for the turkey packaging, which we finished with at 1pm. I took an hour to eat lunch and load my car.
Also I don’t know anyone in Central NY anymore, so I’d be driving around unfamiliar towns with no particular destination in a whiteout blizzard.
And the lake effect warning, as it proclaimed on the LED boards all along the highway, was in effect until 7pm Monday. So once I found a spot to be in that whiteout blizzard in an unfamiliar town, I’d be trapped there, potentially, for a full day.
So… I sort of wish I’d stayed behind at the farm, but their power was out and the snow wasn’t expected to stop, so if I hadn’t left when I did, I might have gotten stuck there.
I really didn’t see any option to not push through. I have friends in Rochester, but the lake effect band ended ten minutes past their Thruway exit, and so I’d’ve been struggling through the snowy local highways to their house, which would have put me in far more danger than just continuing to the clear roads to the west.
If I were sleepy, I’d’ve pulled over at a rest stop; I’ve done that before, and 15-20 minutes makes a huge difference. But I was just exhausted, whole-body exhausted, which isn’t exactly the same thing. A 20-minute doze in that case is only going to make the muscle tension worse.
I’m a disaster today, and all the coffee in the world isn’t going to fix it, but I am also wearing a deeply unflattering but beautifully-made hand-knit sweater my mother made me, so that helps in its small way. I forgot to bring any ibuprofen though. This has been A Week.
