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my hard day
Sep. 30th, 2014 09:05 pmSo this morning, I had a hard time waking up. I treated myself to an extra snooze, which meant I had nine minutes less than usual to shower, dress, eat my breakfast, drink my coffee, put on my makeup, and make my lunch. And I did all these things and walked to the train just like usual. I was right on time.
I was the only one.
My clever plan only to get on Silver Spring-bound trains in the morning was foiled when there were only Glenmont trains scheduled to come in for the next fifteen minutes. So I got on a Glenmont train - just as the PA was telling us that due to a track problem outside Dupont Circle, trains were single tracking between Dupont Circle and Van Ness and the whole line was experiencing delays. Van Ness is three stations in from me and Dupont is four stations in from there. The train I was on was very crowded, and then we sat at Van Ness for ten minutes to let four trains come through the other way on the single-track bit. With the doors open the whole time. So naturally it got more and more packed in there. By the time we got to the big transfer stations in the middle of town both the train and the platform were so crowded it was probably dangerous. ... Anyway, I got to work only about ten or fifteen minutes late, which is apparently a lot better than a lot of people did who start out later in the morning than I do. So there's that.
Today was the last day of the fiscal year, so everything we've agreed to print has to go to the printer by today. Which meant we were scrambling to get everything done and working late. Later than that. I'm a freaking editor, I can't do the layout and final polishing-up work, but I'm still there until 7pm helping the designers with everything I can. The other editor and I finally leave, she just misses a train going her way and I just catch one going mine, and fifty feet out of the station the PA says that due to an earlier situation at Silver Spring, trains are holding at every station along the whole line but as soon as the train pulls out of Union Station we'll move. We get to Union only a couple of minutes later, but by the time we get to Judiciary Square we sit there for a long time because the situation is resolved, the disabled train is off the tracks, but we're the last train for twenty minutes and we have to let the train behind us close some of that distance.
Bottom line, I finally get home about 8:15, having walked from the train in the nighttime darkness weeks before I was expecting to have to, so I haven't yet ordered a clip-on safety light. :-P But I still managed to observe Garbage Eve and make some dinner. I will not achieve vacuuming and the hanging of blinds, but I'm still calling the day a wretched success.
I was the only one.
My clever plan only to get on Silver Spring-bound trains in the morning was foiled when there were only Glenmont trains scheduled to come in for the next fifteen minutes. So I got on a Glenmont train - just as the PA was telling us that due to a track problem outside Dupont Circle, trains were single tracking between Dupont Circle and Van Ness and the whole line was experiencing delays. Van Ness is three stations in from me and Dupont is four stations in from there. The train I was on was very crowded, and then we sat at Van Ness for ten minutes to let four trains come through the other way on the single-track bit. With the doors open the whole time. So naturally it got more and more packed in there. By the time we got to the big transfer stations in the middle of town both the train and the platform were so crowded it was probably dangerous. ... Anyway, I got to work only about ten or fifteen minutes late, which is apparently a lot better than a lot of people did who start out later in the morning than I do. So there's that.
Today was the last day of the fiscal year, so everything we've agreed to print has to go to the printer by today. Which meant we were scrambling to get everything done and working late. Later than that. I'm a freaking editor, I can't do the layout and final polishing-up work, but I'm still there until 7pm helping the designers with everything I can. The other editor and I finally leave, she just misses a train going her way and I just catch one going mine, and fifty feet out of the station the PA says that due to an earlier situation at Silver Spring, trains are holding at every station along the whole line but as soon as the train pulls out of Union Station we'll move. We get to Union only a couple of minutes later, but by the time we get to Judiciary Square we sit there for a long time because the situation is resolved, the disabled train is off the tracks, but we're the last train for twenty minutes and we have to let the train behind us close some of that distance.
Bottom line, I finally get home about 8:15, having walked from the train in the nighttime darkness weeks before I was expecting to have to, so I haven't yet ordered a clip-on safety light. :-P But I still managed to observe Garbage Eve and make some dinner. I will not achieve vacuuming and the hanging of blinds, but I'm still calling the day a wretched success.
