I am going to do a bit of whining right now and show you my annoyed face.
I have mentioned before that I walk most mornings.
I don't put on my face or foo foo water and look all cute, like some gals do. I don't have a tan and wear tight cloths, like some gals do. I don't stop traffic is what I am trying to say. O.K. ?
I don't abuse my RIGHT to use the road, I try to stay on the white line, walk against traffic and very much appreciate drivers who give me my space and move over.
I even try to wear colors that don't blend with the background of green soy beans. (by the way, they are beautiful right now)
So you should have a picture of a law abiding, courteous, less than attractive walker, who tries to be seen.
O.K. This morning was the straw that broke the camel's back. I am blogging about this because I am afraid that the next time I meet up with the female driver of a white mini van, non Ford in make, I could be seriously hurt.
The weather was 59° (sorry Debbie) sunny and generally beautiful.
I saw the lady coming from a distance.....she was on the white line and driving quite fast.
I kept an eye on her, waiting to see if I needed to 'ditch it'. I kept walking. She kept driving. I wasn't trying to play chicken, I just wanted her to move over a bit...there were no other cars coming from either direction. As the vehicle bore down on me I decided she wasn't gonna move so at the last second, I stepped quickly into the side ditch and she flew by, never moving over an inch.
My feelings were hurt.
Upon arriving home and lamenting to my husband about this driver, he innocently said..."Do you think she saw you"?
My reply wasn't quite as sweet.
In MY mind, if you can't see this on the road, you shouldn't be driving.
Anyway, that is my venting for to day. If I die, please show this post to the authorities.
Until Next Time, maybe.