the pavement and the cars heading like lemmings toward the Bay Bridge.
After a quick stop at Peet’s since I could hardly face the traffic for the second time this week without coffee, I slid my car into the stream and flowed with the traffic. Unlike Monday, it seemed like the toll lights on the bridge were now in sync with the change to daylight [not] saving time.
We (oncology and me) agreed that an every three month Rituximab infusion for infinity made more sense than planning on every two months for the next two years – then waiting to see what happens after that. Been there, interrupted by Covid and things slipping out of control.
For a change, everything went smoothly and I was on my way home at a reasonable time. Traffic? Not so much, in fact it was worse than a morning commute. There are a couple of routes home. If I had been thinking I would have taken the norther route, but no ….. At least I could stop for treats, right? There wasn’t a line (extremely unusual) at Acme Bakery as I turned the corner onto Cedar from San Pablo. Parking and heading around the building, the sky seemed to open up and I was glad to have remembered an umbrella. Two apple tarts and a sticky bun later, I headed home…
There were computer games calling me…..
