It's true. I'd managed to fall back asleep this morning with the radio on and was awakened by a lovely version of Dream the Impossible Dream. The song drew me up and out of bed. Nice.
Last night I bought some groceries. Not everything I need. I can never get everything I need. I walk home from the grocery store and while it's only about 6 blocks away, I'm a wimp and I get tired of carrying bags. After some early disasters of thinking I could suck it up. I now plan to only have 2 heavy bags or 3-4 light bags. Yesterday I stood in the aisle and weighed the small bag of cat food vs the cans of beans that were on sale. I could only carry one home (cat food won. I'll be back for the beans).
The Twin Cities are car towns. Public transport is not bad. It gets me where I need to go, but it's not great either. And there's always room on the bus, because so few people take it. It's funny. This area is so eco-conscious. Lots of folks at work bike or carpool in. Some of them take the bus. But they all have a car somewhere that they can use to get around. I love the shocked look I get at the grocery store when I tell the bagger, who has kindly offered to carry my bags out to my car, that I'll be walking home.
Still there are times when I need a car and I've got a growing list of things to do that mean I've come to one of those times. So I'm debating between renting a car or participating in car share (www.hourcar.org). I like the idea of car share, but I'm not positive it's for me - economically or convenience-ly. I've only needed to rent a car twice in the time I've been here. The first time I got an extra good deal. The second time is now and there are no good deals available. Anyway - I've got some thinking to do.
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My bus this morning had a bike rack on the front!
The checkout clerk at Acme was all cranky when I asked her to put everything in two paper-inside-plastic bags because I was walking home, insisting on giving me the milk and eggs in a separate plastic bag. Which, of course, banged around when I tried to walk with it over one arm, so I did the sensible thing -- nestled the eggs in the top of one bag and the bread in the other. This isn't even a car-dependant neighborhood! It makes me chuckle to think of your bagger's shocked look.
Your bus had a bike rack? That's awesome. So useful.
Of course, it was late. And I don't use a bike. And if I did, I would've just ridden it home, as it wasn't raining or anything. And it's the only one I've seen, so it's not as if you could depend on there being a rack.
But still, hey, it's progress.
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