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This is My New Life

It seems that no matter where I am — I end up on the wrong row or in this case the wrong side of the highway.  You know — the “choose the wrong grocery line” syndrome.  I took this photo to remind myself that even the best laid plans go awry.

Red Lights of Doom

Some of you may know that hubby and I recently moved from a middle-sized city to a large metroplex area.  Our city had a population of around 200,000 and our new area has a population of over 7 million.  Since our adult children have lived in the area for over 10 years, we are all too familiar with traffic stopping on the highway.  Being familiar with traffic doesn’t keep my frustration level from rising when I look at the “red lights of doom”.  Eventually, we will be moving out of the metroplex to a rural area about an hour and a half away; so the traffic will not be a part of our daily life.  Of course, traffic will still be an issue because we’ll be driving in to visit our grandsons every week or so.

Thank Goodness for Toll Roads

Toll roads are one of the ways to try and avoid the highway stop and go traffic.  It didn’t take long for me to sign up for a toll tag or for me to convince hubby that toll roads are often best way to go.  It’s an added expense that we’ve decided is well worth it.  –And you get a discount if you have a prepaid toll tag.  Toll roads aren’t always traffic free; but we’ve found they are usually faster.

Have you ever made a drastic change in where you live?  What was the hardest thing for you to adjust to after you moved?

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