Over the weekend I moved to a new house. Don’t worry – its still near two of my favorite places, the ATL Beltline and Trader Joe’s Piedmont Park. It’s a fabulous place with high ceilings and little bit of character. No place is truly good until it has its funky quirks and this house certainly does. For one, the washer and dryer aren’t housed side-by-side, but rather the dryer is across the room from the washer! Someday I may give you photographic evidence but for now my Tuesday morning disaster will have to suffice.
It started out just like any other day, I woke up and drank a big cup o’ coffee, cooked up some eggs over medium, and went to catch the MARTA. I live a LOT closer to the stop, but I still managed to leave with not-enough time. I was running to the stop when I watched the bus drive past, unknowing of my presence. Defeated, I turned around to go back home and wait, this time determined to make it with enough time.
My second attempt was successful until at 8th and Monroe the bus took a hard right – instead of a slight left. UH OH.
- Lesson #1 – Apparently the stop outside my house is served by multiple bus routes and I had jumped on the wrong bus.
- Lesson #2 – Uber is an excellent alternative to MARTA.
Wish me luck – here I go catching the MARTA this morning. It’s a new day, new disasters to keep me on my toes.
Glimpse of Grace 