I knew this day would come, but I was sure hoping it would be later.
They're fixing the bridge! The wonderful, broken bridge that has made my road a dead end since May 1st!!
When the bridge was first closed, I was upset. But after a day of realizing that barely any cars were coming down the road, I was in heaven.
I heard some noise from there today and thought that maybe work had started. Patrick confirmed it when he got home from work. He had to ride all the way around. Probably over a mile instead of just a few feet.
Let's hope now that they fix the bridge quickly so that Patrick won't have to ride the loooong way to and from work in the dark! Because, yes, of course, now that we've moved the clocks back it's dark in the morning when he goes into work and dark when he gets out of work.
And the whole reason for moving here was so that he would no longer have to ride his bike in the dark!! So much for the best laid plans.
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