Silly Humans

This week at work has been fairly slow, which has been awesome! I've been sick with a cold all week, the worst of it manifesting itself yesterday. I could barely hold my head up through work and when I got home, I crashed on the couch and did not get off of it for 4 hours. I kept thinking about eating something for dinner, but I didn't have the energy to get up and go to the kitchen. I sneezed so much that I made my back sore. I couldn't move without wincing. Finally I convinced myself to move to my bed, before which I popped 4 Ibuprofens for my super-sore back and a Sudafed for my cold. This morning I felt a bit better, so hopefully I'm on the up and up.

Anyway, so since this week has been slow, I've been surfing around the internet a lot. I ended up reading Midnight Sun - which was awesome! - and have been doing my best not to do any online shopping. Today I decided to go to The Onion online. I always get a good laugh out of the newspaper, and decided I should check the website more often. Well, one article caught my eye and reminded me of my road trip with Richard down to Tami's house for Thanksgiving. Read it (click HERE!), have a laugh, and then continue on with my post.....

Of course the Wednesday before Thanksgiving is a heavy traffic day. After picking Richard up from the Greyhound station in DC a few hours earlier, we headed down I-495. Everything was going alright until we connected up with I-95. Dead stop. Serious. Nobody was moving. Just a parking lot. I started feeling really thirsty at this point and wished that I had brought my water bottle with me. Then as time went on, I really wanted a slurpee. Mmmmm. A nice cold cherry slurpee sliding down my dry and parched throat. I HAD to have one. I started looking at the exit signs for a 7-11. I saw several, but didn't want to get off the freeway and then have to re-merge in with the very slow-moving traffic. 60 miles and 3.5 hours later, we finally got up to the speed limit and traffic cleared out. Now I could really get my slurpee!

I kept my eyes peeled and found another sign, but it was the same exit as Kings Dominion. No way am I getting off at that exit. That is too out of the way. So we travel on. Richard and I would be talking about random things, and I would just interrupt and blurt, "Seven Eleven!" and point to a sign. Serious ADD. The next 7-11 notification was right before merging on to I-295, so I decided to just wait for the next one. The next one came, but I couldn't get over fast enough to make the exit. Another came a long, but it was right before the merge on to I-64. So I waited again. The next one looked like it was an exit on to another highway, and I hate those exits; no easy way back to the freeway. The next one seemed like it must have been 5 miles off the exit, because I couldn't see any civilization off the side of the freeway. A no-go on that one. So by the time another 7-11 sign came around, I decided it just wasn't worth it since we were so close to our destination. I never did satisfy my craving.

Gotta love the internal debates you have with yourself. I don't like telling myself 'no', but it's good to practice patience and not give in to my every whim. I should apply this to online shopping and eating more frequently.