Surprise! The traffic report says slow going on the Deerfoot!

There are a lot of things I love about living in the south. I love the area. I love my cute little place. I especially love my roommate. I love that my friends and my church are all relatively close. Most days I don't even mind the drive to work.

Most days.

And then there's days like today. I don't understand why the Deerfoot is such a troublesome stretch of road. The city and province just finished pitching tons of money into a traffic safety audit to be told that people drive too fast and that they should put photo radar cameras up on the overpasses. Let's be honest. That's not going to fix the problem. People are still going to drive fast. Personally, I don't even think that driving 110 is the problem...at least not all of it but, before I start calling people names or post something that Jesus would be disappointed with, let me get back to my story.

Where was I?

Oh yes...most days.

Today wasn't one of those days that I enjoyed the drive. Typically it's 30 - 45 minutes, I listen to some good music or something on my iPod and I'm home. Not today.

Two hours from start to finish.

Sometimes standing still.

Hot, hot, hot (which I normally love) + no air condition = sticky and grumpy for 2 hours.

Unfortunate.

More unfortunate was finding out that south bound Deerfoot was closed because of a gas spill AFTER I was already stuck in the traffic ON the Deerfoot.

Thanks for the warning guys.

It was so bad that in some places, people had pulled their cars off the road and were lounging in the grass, I can only presume, until traffic started to move again.

All in all, I think I stayed pretty calm. I read. Yes, I read in my car. I listened to the radio announcers who, I must admit, were quit witty for the drive home. I prayed. I tried to shift around so I didn't stick to my seat. I even wrote a poem. Let me share it with you.

Sitting on the Deerfoot

Reading a leadership book

"Who reads a book on the Deerfoot?"

I think as my car overheats and I cook

All around me no one is moving

Traffic report says that there's been a spill

While it's not fun to sit on the Deerfoot,

I'm glad I'm not the one footin' the bill

I drive this road every day

The trip should be rather short

Does someone need to remind Calgarians

That driving isn't a full contact sport?

Okay, so it's not very good but it kept me from doing something stupid or getting overly grumpy. When you're sitting in a car, roasting your brain with 110 degree temperatures (that's Fahrenheit...it was my momma's first language and I picked it up too), you can't expect genius.

Anyway, it's a good thing that traffic being that crappy is an unusual thing!