Thursday, August 09, 2012
I am a Masochist
I am a masochist. We all know that.
But masochism manifests itself in many ways. Let me give you an excellent example..
I HATE long car trips. Two hours has always been my limit. Well Kingston is three hours - so I began to learn to suck it up........ besides the fact W (god bless him) would stop about half way for a coffee break which let me stretch my legs and wiggle my ass.
Last Saturday W wanted to return home from Kingston via the States........ specifically Watertown. He wanted to open a US post box. (He has one in Plattsburg - or some other American city just over the border from here)
So off we went around 10:00 am Saturday to find the border and Watertown.
it was a long weekend in Ontario. And everybody and his brother decided to head south of the border. It took us almost 2 hours to get to and cross the border - on a road that had no place to turn around or detour. 2 hours of inching along. 2 hours of sitting in a car seat not getting to stretch my legs or wiggle my ass.
We found Watertown and the Post office was closed - it closes - dontcha know - at 1:00 on Saturdays.........
So we decided to work our way home. It took 7 hours - from the time we left the hotel till I walked in my door............. S E V E N hours!
Now that is not what makes me a masochist.
What makes me a masochist is W is taking me to the States again today........ and I agreed...... THAT makes me a masochist......... getting back in a car for a long drive to some distant small border town just to check his post box...... stuck in a car for god only knows how long.................
THAT my dear friends makes me a certified masochist.
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