This morning I'm off on a little day trip. I'm off to visit with my financial adviser. His office is about 30 minutes (except I'll likely hit morning rush hour traffic) north of here. I'll get there way ahead of my 10am appointment so I'll stop at Walmart. I have a list. I need felt squares and pipecleaners.
After my meeting with Tyler, then it's another 30 minutes to The Very Cool Pool. A small town past Tyler's office has a 10 lane indoor salt water pool that open all day. It's beautiful and a great place to swim and, contrary to my gym pool, it's way deeper than 4 feet 6".
It would be wise to get back on the road to home before 1:30 as they flip the lanes to reverse the commute at 2 pm and the traffic into Seattle starts backing up pretty severely. BUT, I have my book to listen to and I have decided to spend as much time as I want in that wonderful pool, fuck the traffic.
So I'll be home when I get home.
And so... I'm off!
After my meeting with Tyler, then it's another 30 minutes to The Very Cool Pool. A small town past Tyler's office has a 10 lane indoor salt water pool that open all day. It's beautiful and a great place to swim and, contrary to my gym pool, it's way deeper than 4 feet 6".
It would be wise to get back on the road to home before 1:30 as they flip the lanes to reverse the commute at 2 pm and the traffic into Seattle starts backing up pretty severely. BUT, I have my book to listen to and I have decided to spend as much time as I want in that wonderful pool, fuck the traffic.
So I'll be home when I get home.
And so... I'm off!
