It’s so great being a crip in the wealthiest country on Earth! This morning I woke to rain, lots of rain with the possibility of the rain turning over to snow before I return tonight from work on Trax. Last night the rain was just a drizzle nt bad and I was surprised when Dianne showed up with the van and picked me up… That’s my point the big decision I had this morning was to take or not to take the van in to the Trax station. I really hate taking the Van in to the Trax station or even work for that matter. Driving the van is such a hassle: it require at least two transfers, plus the terrifying ride up the lift to the van—I just know that is the way I die. Or some reason I am going to end up driving my Jazzy off the lift in the up position and I’ll be dead and the end of the story. I digress, the point is I have a choice and I still bitch how pathetic is that? So I drove the van and I feel fine.
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