All the best laid plans go awry. This week has not exactly gone the way that I'd expected. My problem is that even when forced onto a detour I rarely take the time to look around at the new scenery. I. Don't. Have. Time.
Case in point, there was a nasty accident on the bridge over our creek on Tuesday. Semi crashed through the guardrail and ended up cab first in the creek below. Zilla sent me a picture of it. It did not look good! Fortunately, we knew right away that no one was seriously injured. The driver was damn lucky though. I honestly think if it had been my SUV to barrel through that rail and land nose first in the water that we'd have been SOL.
The problem is that the bridge has been out ever since. This is the way I get to work in the morning and return home at night. My commute is already 45 minutes and the detour has just added another 20 because there is no good way around the bridge closure. I don't have time for this! I'm up to my eyeballs in alligators lately and I really need that 20 minutes either to work or to spend with my family.
However, I've gotten a chance to see parts of the area where I live that I haven't ever seen. We've lived out here for 9 years now and I've just never bothered to drive some of these quiet country roads. I'm not sure why not. When Zilla and I were dating it was one of our favorite things - to jump in the car on a Sunday afternoon and just drive. But I suppose we were too far into life when we arrived here...new house, new jobs, new baby on the way. Now our Sundays usually consist of collapsing on the couch and wishing Monday wouldn't come.
The estimate is that the bridge might reopen late tomorrow. I'm not holding my breath. Baby Girl and I went to look at it yesterday and there is a gaping hole in the center of the guardrail. I've worried about the drop off the edge before this happened. I'll be honest and say the rail had been bent and beat-up long before this. I'd really like to know that the bridge is sound before I get back on it with my kids. While the detour is a pain in my rear, I'll deal while they make it safe.
Do you ever take the detours in life? Do they bug the hell out of you or do you find they offer a chance to see something new?