Panic

So. Yesterday. Hrm.

You may have caught a few glimpses of how things were progressing on Facebook and Twitter.

I’ll sum up the events of the day in case you don’t want to wade through what is sure to be rather hysterical by saying this: the day was not a good one. And I have nobody to blame but myself, which just makes it worse (it’s always better when you can blame SOMEBODY else!)

The day started off innocuously enough. A bit rainy, a bit trafficky, but nothing I couldn’t handle. After all, I had started my day with toast smothered in Dark Chocolate Dreams so it couldn’t be that bad, right? Er, wrong.

Let’s start with the part where I am an idiot, and ventured out into the drizzle and rain (umbrella-less, of course, because only a sensible person would have brought an umbrella with them) to meet my dear friend Lizzie for lunch. We were all set to try a brand spankin’ new pizza place in Chinatown called District of Pi which I was obviously excited for, since I was willing to trudge through the doldrums to get there, haha. Of course, since this is me we’re talking about, upon arriving I was forced to come to the horrifying realization that we aren’t meeting for lunch until tomorrow.

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Womp. Womp.

Unwilling to shuffle my shame back to the metro and get even MORE wet (although at this point that probably wasn’t really possible), I took a cab back to the office in an attempt to run away from my own stupidity. But okay, I felt moronic and looked like a drowned rat, but all in all it wasn’t the worst thing. I was still in a mildly elevated mood, minus the being cold and wet thing, and the day was over halfway done at this point.

Enter my journey home.

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I’ve told you in the past how I don’t really like to drive. Blame it on the fact that I’m young, or that other people like crashing into me (they really do!), or that I’m a half-Asian woman driving a car with the turning radius of a military tank, but I just don’t really dig it. That being said, I have been driving to work lately because I discovered that A) it’s easy to drive to my office and B) the metro is so fracking expensive ($9 a day really adds up!)

Of course, the only reason I don’t actually mind driving is because my office is literally right across the street from the 395 ramp. The entirety of my commute is spent on the highway, and not trying to make sure I don’t turn the wrong way down a one-way street with tiny signs and stoplights on the side of the road instead of overhead. Yeah, I don’t really dig “regular” DC driving.

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So I’m sure you can all imagine my absolute delight when I learned that the massive amount of rain that has already half-ruined my day, has also flooded the highway and backed up traffic at my exit up the wazoo so I couldn’t even turn onto it. My boss had told me that there’s another on-ramp just up the street a little ways, so I headed in that direction to try to make my way back to the highway. I think you can imagine what happened next.

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What ensued was an hour of silently freaking out as I managed to get myself more and more lost in the streets of DC. Somehow I made my way from L’Enfant Plaza to the Mall, to Dupont Circle, to the weird little sideroad that follows alongside the Kennedy Center, all the while crushing my iPhone in my hand as I begged the Maps app to save me. Somewhere in my third traffic circle, I started tearing up (expected), hyperventilating (unsurprising), and shaking (unexpected). I couldn’t stop driving though — where was I going to pull over? — and somehow I finally made it back to a recognizable road.

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I pulled into my driveway and literally burst into tears, hahaha. Let’s just say I’ve never been so happy to see this face:

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I really thought that the day’s chain of sucky events was going to send me tailspinning into a binge of epic proportions, but surprised even myself when I didn’t. Maybe I really am growing up. Instead of burying my crummy day in Baconators, I cuddled extra long with the dogs, took a real shower (since I’m not sure that being rainsoaked quite counts), and then made myself some “comfort” food:

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Still tweaking the recipe on this one, but my efforts resulted in a warm, creamy bowl of pasta which is just what I needed to nurse my emotional wounds a little.

Now if only the sun would come out.

32 Comments

  1. Jennysays:

    Aww Gretchen that sucks! I fell on my butt today in front of the dreaded ex but I think you had it worse. Being lost and stuck in traffic blows.

    Have a better day!

    • Hahaha, awwww, well that is certainly not very fun either, haha. Misery loves company though 🙂

  2. awe! Sorry you had such a bad day, but if you think about it – it ended pretty well! I mean a hot shower, puppy cuddles, and pasta! And you do get to have pizza today! 🙂

  3. You drive to work? You are crazy. But i hear you, the metro is REALLY REALLY expensive. It’s unreal.

    This weather blows, though. I agree. it needs to stop raining already!

    • Well you know that I *was* metro-ing, but holy hell I calculated it and it’s like $2000 a year. And under NORMAL circumstances I don’t spend any of my time driving in the actual city, so it’s not bad! Just… yesterday it was. Sigh.

  4. Driving in DC is panic inducing on a regular day. I can’t even imagine how stressful yesterday was! I’m glad you made it home safely and that you had puppies waiting for you!

    • Yeah, it wasn’t a picnic, but at least I did survive with car and sanity intact. Well, mostly intact. 😛

  5. So sorry you had such a terrible day! I live south of Philly, and I HATE driving in the city! Hubby and I get into our worst arguments when we’re trying to navigate around the city! Hope today is better for you!

    • It’s probably pretty similar driving experiences in both cities! Although you might have it worse, to be honest, so I can definitely understand not wanting to! That’s what boyfriends and husbands are for: to drive us places. Hahaha

  6. Ugh…sorry you had a bad day. Your recipe looks delicious!! And the pups were just what the doctor ordered…my dog can always make me feel better.

    • They are pretty good at melting the troubles away… or distracting you with troubles that THEY caused, like eating something and you’re not quite sure what it was… not like that happened yesterday or anything… haha

  7. Gretchen, so sorry about your bad day yesterday! Thank goodness it is over & it’s ALMOST FRIDAY :).

  8. I was snickering the whole time i read that… as it is something that could happen to me, well if I still lived in the city, and not in the middle of no where with only a single flashing light to warn people of a crosswalk! Here’s hoping for a dryer and less stress-filled day!

    • Maybe that’s the solution I need to examine: moving to the middle of nowhere where getting lost isn’t a big deal cause there’s nobody around! 🙂

  9. Sorry to hear about your sucky day. I have driving — and there have been plenty of times where I have burst into tears on the road because I am frustrated, lost and irritated that I had to waste so much time in the car. 🙁

  10. This just means today has to be awesome! :O)

  11. mmm, the result of your recipe tweaking looks amazing!

  12. Jen Robinsonsays:

    I’m sorry you had such a bad day but I’m glad that you solved it with puppy cuddling and some avocado pasta instead of ice cream and burgers! Next time remember you need to find a side street to pull over on, stop, and then figure out how to get where you are going. Glad you survived 🙂

    • Jen Robinsonsays:

      ps last time i was in tears while driving (frustrated over something wrong with the car ironically!) i ended up kissing a bright yellow metal pole in a parking garage which caused even MORE tears. lol.

  13. I’m sorry you had a bad day! I’m glad to hear that there is someone out there who hates driving as much as I do. I avoid it at all costs! People are crazy drivers, and I always seem to get lost! Always.

  14. Gosh. I think I had this exact same day at least weekly when I worked in the city.
    Sorry it was so heinous. *hugs*

  15. the roads are horrendous by me as well! my 20 min commute turned into an hour and 15 minutes this morning!! yuck.

    anyway, i really really want the recipe for that pasta!! i can’t wait for you to share it – it looks amazing!

  16. Awww what a tough day! But I’m glad you were able to turn it around with that dinner. Good for you, Gretchen!

  17. D.C. traffic is insane- don’t miss it one bit. I was always to nervous to try to navigate the city (lived there before the wonderful invention of GPS). I feel your pain on the commute today too- I live in Philly and spent THREE HOURS trying to make it to my job a mere 5 miles away. So much flooding. I finally gave up and called out sick!

  18. That is QUITE a tour you took of the old District Gretchen :)… still, I’m glad you made it safely and I’m envious that you drive to work! If the gov’t didn’t pay for my commute I would do the same, because you’re right – the Metro is $$!

  19. Ugh that sucks! I remember when I worked in DC, I drove because it’d cost me $10/day to metro and my company paid that much for me to park but wouldn’t cover metro. But I worked in the Navy Yard so it typically only took me 15 min. from my apartment in Arlington.

    Hope your night goes better!!

  20. My parents drive me to college, because of this effing rain.

  21. Avocado pasta!? Please hurry up and share your recipe.

  22. SMILE 😀 P.S. I totes was one of the people that “liked” your FB status- didn’t mean to “like” it, rather was agreeing!

  23. Best piece of DC driving info I’ve come up with in 7 years here: if you need to get on 395, find either 9th St. NW or 14th St. NW and head south. They both literally just plop you on 395. It’s brilliant. Sorry you had to figure it out in that sloppy mess last week 🙁

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