Day 5: Being in the right place at the right time.

Traffic traveling southbound on Interstate 5 comes to a crawl as it makes its way through Vancouver under rainy conditions on Wednesday morning, Oct. 7, 2015. (Amanda Cowan/The Columbian)

Maybe I should have gone to Starbucks this morning. And the gym. This morning was a snowball that was moving rapidly downhill, picking up enough snow to wipe out some poor little unsuspecting village below. My oldest had an attitude, my second oldest was moving really slowly and missed his bus. My youngest decided that he forgot how to keep his hands to himself and other people in the house could not find anything. After things were found and everybody else was off to start their day, Nat and I found ourselves sitting still in traffic, which meant that a few of my personal morning plans were derailed. I was trying really hard to find something to be thankful for, when an opportunity presented itself for me to share with Nat how much I believe in him and how proud I am of him. I think I completely caught him off guard, but I hope that he remembers it down the road when he has accomplished something great.

The rush is on. Again.

405trafficI think everybody looked outside and had the same idea. It went something like, “We might just get a few errands run without landing in a ditch or crashing into another car. Let’s go!” I say that because I experienced the kind of traffic that can only be explained by this phenomenon. It made me really appreciate online shopping and the UPS and Fedex drivers in my neighborhood.