“10 months of winter and 2 months of road work”

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Yep, it’s true — winter must be over, because there’s road work *everywhere.* (Plus side: it’s always good to have a realistic excuse handy for being late to work.)

My commute takes me through three towns. (Small towns; it’s not a long drive.) Each has its own unique way of handling road work.

1. The Half-Pave. My town started paving this road, right? LAST YEAR. Then they stopped. Like, I had to ask someone ‘there really is normally *more* to paving than this, right? didn’t this road used to have lines on it?’

2. The Meandering Tree Work. The next town down the line started — a few months back — taking down trees along the road and power lines. They worked their way all the way down a particular road. Once we all thought they were finished, they started back the other way. Now they seem to just pick a spot at random along the road to do one of the following: a) stop traffic; b) drink coffee; c) stand around doing a hellalotta nothing.

3. The Deja Vu. A classic maneuver for the town I work in goes like this: first, put up signs announcing road work. Second, block off the road and dig it up. Third, fill in the hole and slap pavement on top of it. (NOTE: it’s Very Important that steps 2 and 3 happen in the *same day.*) Fourth, repeat daily for at least a week. I never have *any* idea what the goal of this kind of road work is, except to baffle drivers.

Anyway, it’s road work season. All the more reason to *start* the drive with a caffeinated beverage in hand, instead of waiting until I get to work.

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