Four Days To Go

Nothing exciting to say this morning ... as I frantically post before the ridiculous training that work has scheduled for my last week here. And that is not as pleasant as it should be, by far.

Varen came over and we watched some Series.

The traffic this week has been weird ... it's supposed to be calming down what with all the Gautengers heading for the coast for Summer holidays. All the normal little roads I take in the morning have been decidedly quiet. However, as soon as I reach the Empire onramp to the M1 South, it all goes pear-shaped. It's the most peculiar thing. This morning the M1 South was worse than I've experienced it during the year when peak-traffic should be, well, at it's peak. It's very odd and more than annoying.