Stop, start, stop, start....

I think blogging about my life lately has just seemed tedious. Get up, go to work, work, stress, go to gym to attempt to de-stress, go home to eat with JE, go to bed, rinse, repeat. I suppose a lot has occurred since the beginning of the year, but I haven't had the energy to write, and when I do it comes out sounding tired and repetitive. I am still unsure, overworked, under appreciated, blah, blah... This morning's commute was surreal. I drive up over a 1800 mountain pass. And, well, it snowed. There were snow plows and camera crews for local news stations. Well, it snowed there last year. And the year prior. I remember because BT got married and some thought I would perhaps not make it because the roads shut down. I was in Boston, meeting JE's parents, in December and, well, life doesn't stop quite so easily because of a little snow. Our return flight landed us in the middle of good ol' California La Nina. Of course when its el Nino, its seasonably warm, but La Nina, well she wreaks a whole heap o' havoc. Bitch. We landed in a down pour, power was out everywhere, and roads were flooded. Sweet. The thing about the weather that amuses me the most (no, it isn't the global warming,) its that people freak out. Seriously. Here's a thought - you can not drive your car at 75 mph in the rain. Oh, and if you NEVER fix the hundred year old freeways, well, they just get crappier with each storm. No wonder its like driving through a damn lake (no pun, okay yea, intended.) AND if you build on the 200 year flood plain, yes, Virginia, there is a chance it could flood within the next 200 years, submerging your house under water. WE LIVE IN A DRY STATE - agreed - but that doesn't mean it doesn't rain, EVER. But, tis not the Oregon or Washington coast, so people FREAK out. It is amusing, but then again, I lived in Sacramento when it flooded in 1984, and well one of my friends' homes was one of those houses near the flooded stream. It was NEVER near to what they experience in those weird other states where it actually does flood, like REAL bad. You know, homes floating in rivers and stuff. We are a funny bunch, indeed.