the crossing guards were gone

 

I make a lot of trips -- by foot or car -- to CVS picking up drugs for my two sisters. Auto refill is a real pain in the butt. Back in the day when you walked in you handed the person a bunch of empty bottles and they refilled them. They labels were an archeological dig if you started peeling them off. If one had a couple pills in you dumped it out until you got home. Those days are long gone. Between the two of them I think we get three calls a week! Sharon got another one yesterday so that determined my walk today. And don't even get me started on all those plastic bottles.

Before leaving the house I grabbed Sharon's Oxy to put in the return box. She just had knee replacement surgery and apparently the physician office had a mental block against the word no. (Actually I'm guessing there's no override on the computer.) We explained to them that she's in recovery (okay, it's 30 years, but still) and shouldn't have that shit in her house. I thought we were home-free when she was at the hospital she wore a "no opioid" bracelet. Of course when I picked up her post-surgery meds, the Oxy was in the bag. I should have checked before I left the store and refused it. It's been at my house since.

Anyway, I headed out and went down the hill and out Itaska. Midway thru the block the sidewalks get back and I walk in the street. I went to move out into the street and heard fast cars. I turned toward Fiot and looked and there was two cars barrelling down Itaska and the blew thru the stop sign. Before I knew it they were blowing thru the stop sign at Alaska. I stood there frozen, watching. As they approached Ontario there was someone stopped at the stop sign. They laid on the horns and tried to go around. I think I heard crunching metal but nobody stopped.

When I reached the five-points there was no crossing guard. Oh no. School is over. And worse, the construction has reached the five-points so the traffic patterns were messed up. I crossed and crossed again hoping to avoid the mess the rest of the way. And it was all fine until I had to return home.  

Thankfully I got the McDonald's light and I high tailed it across the street. 

Miles/Steps:  1.5 miles
Weather:       low 80s, partly cloudy, breezy
PPE Found:   a lot less now. Only 2 blue gloves and three masks. A pair of men's red tidy whities.
Surface:       concrete sidewalks

We didn't do Milly this week. I had a gig in Easton. I didn't do yoga either. Pam's father-in-law died.