Calling The Kettle Black. Again....

I realize this photo of Mr. J last summer, asleep in the backyard, with his butterfly net has absolutely nothing to do with what I am writing about but it gives me hope that even though it is grey, dark, and cold outside....... warmer green days are just around the corner.  Actually, now that I think about it, this photo goes quite well with what I am going to write about! 

It's cold, rain mixed with snow, dark outside, and I've got to take Mr. B to school.  I'd rather snuggle down in my nice warm bed but Mr. B being late for school isn't an option so I roll out of bed. 

Sitting in the truck waiting for Mr. B as the truck heats up I listen to the local news on the radio.  I-15 is once again stop and go.  Accidents because people can't seem to realize that slushy road conditions means slow down.  It's January.  Not the first snow storm of the year.  People should be getting it by now...

As I drive Brennan to school I am slow and cautious.  I am of the opinion that the less I use my breaks, the better.  This means the second I see a light turn yellow, my foot comes off the gas as I coast for awhile.  Usually, by the time I get to the light, it is now green, and traffic is moving.  I point this out to Mr. B.  who is still a new driver.  I show him places on the road to avoid.  Obvious places.  Big puddles of water.  Large areas of slush.  Just take it slow and you'll be all right I tell him.  No rush or hurry.  It's not worth it.

As we come to some side roads that are less traveled I see that they are covered in slush.  Going slow and cautious, I come to a stop sign and rather than wait to the last second to slam on my breaks, I coast into it.  I stop.  I look both ways, and as I am slowly pulling into the turn, the car behind me starts honking.  I'm not going fast enough to their liking.  I tell Mr. B, there will always be someone who wants to go faster.  Don't let them frustrate you or make you go faster because they are behind you being obnoxious.  I pull the truck over and let the person pass.  They gun their car as they fly past me.  I shake my head.  So not worth it.....  remembering the car accident our family was in earlier last year.  So not worth it....

As we pull up to a stoplight right before the University there sits the car that had been so impatient, two cars ahead of us.  I tell Mr. B, it amazes me how some people will risk so much to get nowhere.  Wooooow!  They got all of two cars ahead of us! 

After I dropped Mr. B off at school and on my way home I started to think about what had happened and how often in my many years of driving I've witnessed this.  Driver's who risk so much to get nowhere fast. 

I thought to myself that I would post some sarcastic status on Face book about this very thing and tell people to slow down.  Then it hit me.  Am I so blind?  Who am I to sit all snarky, looking down my nose when I am doing this very thing and have been for years.  How many years?  How many years have I been fighting WNV?  How many years have I pushed myself only ending up back on the couch?   Risking so much to get no where fast?

Going to the gym for the last two weeks jumping back into work outs as if I had no reason to pace myself....?  And here I have been, in bed since Sunday afternoon........ getting nowhere fast. 

Seems like before I go and tell others they need to slow down, I need to once again, remind myself of the important things around me, like having the energy to take care of The Native's and The SM and slow down myself.