Well, that was a day.
Nov. 24th, 2006 07:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
khiemtranWell, that was a day.
Things started going wrong at around 10 pm the night before, when Mr Liem woke up and started crying. Six and half hours and assorted nappy changes, extra milk, Demazin, Bonjela, back pats and hugs later, I emailed work to say I probably wouldn't be in that day. By about 6 am, I was feeling a bit better and decided that maybe I would go in after all. It takes me about an hour to drive home from work, so I knew I wouldn't be able to do a full day and still be safe for the drive home, but even with half a day, I could still get some useful work done and attend a training session that was on in morning.
The next thing that went wrong was the flashing sign as I approached the F6 warning of an accident and a road closure at Mt Ousley Road. All traffic was being diverted down Bulli Pass. Not to worry, I thought, I'll just go down Bulli Pass then. I did briefly contemplate turning around and going home as I passed through Waterfall (the last place to turn back before joining the F6), but in the ten seconds I had to weigh things up, I had run out of time and the last exit slipped behind me.
Sure enough, as I approached Bulli Pass, there were signs warning of an accident. There were cars and trucks banked up waiting to turn off down Bulli Pass, but there didn't seem to be too many. I estimated I was maybe 500 metres from the exit when I joined the queue. It turned out it was probably closer to 1 km. It took me a whole hour to cover that one kilometre. It took me two and a half hours to get to work, by which stage I was only really ready to turn around to go home and sleep, except by now I was in no state to drive any further. Plus, because it was now 10 am, I couldn't find any parking near my work and took another half hour getting into the lab.
On the bright side though, I did get some useful work done, and made the training course, and then went out for lunch with some workmates at a new place down by the Boat Harbour. They gave us some cool pagers shaped like plastic lobsters and we had a lot of fun examining them while we waited for our food. The food wasn't crash hot, but the location was nice and the interlude and chat with good friends was just what I needed.
After lunch, it was another cup of coffee and then back in my car and my day was over. Home, back via the now-open Mt Ousley Road (there was a road crew putting up some of those big concrete crash barriers as I passed - I hope that doesn't mean someone hit the last set). A hot shower and a few hours much needed rest.
Things started going wrong at around 10 pm the night before, when Mr Liem woke up and started crying. Six and half hours and assorted nappy changes, extra milk, Demazin, Bonjela, back pats and hugs later, I emailed work to say I probably wouldn't be in that day. By about 6 am, I was feeling a bit better and decided that maybe I would go in after all. It takes me about an hour to drive home from work, so I knew I wouldn't be able to do a full day and still be safe for the drive home, but even with half a day, I could still get some useful work done and attend a training session that was on in morning.
The next thing that went wrong was the flashing sign as I approached the F6 warning of an accident and a road closure at Mt Ousley Road. All traffic was being diverted down Bulli Pass. Not to worry, I thought, I'll just go down Bulli Pass then. I did briefly contemplate turning around and going home as I passed through Waterfall (the last place to turn back before joining the F6), but in the ten seconds I had to weigh things up, I had run out of time and the last exit slipped behind me.
Sure enough, as I approached Bulli Pass, there were signs warning of an accident. There were cars and trucks banked up waiting to turn off down Bulli Pass, but there didn't seem to be too many. I estimated I was maybe 500 metres from the exit when I joined the queue. It turned out it was probably closer to 1 km. It took me a whole hour to cover that one kilometre. It took me two and a half hours to get to work, by which stage I was only really ready to turn around to go home and sleep, except by now I was in no state to drive any further. Plus, because it was now 10 am, I couldn't find any parking near my work and took another half hour getting into the lab.
On the bright side though, I did get some useful work done, and made the training course, and then went out for lunch with some workmates at a new place down by the Boat Harbour. They gave us some cool pagers shaped like plastic lobsters and we had a lot of fun examining them while we waited for our food. The food wasn't crash hot, but the location was nice and the interlude and chat with good friends was just what I needed.
After lunch, it was another cup of coffee and then back in my car and my day was over. Home, back via the now-open Mt Ousley Road (there was a road crew putting up some of those big concrete crash barriers as I passed - I hope that doesn't mean someone hit the last set). A hot shower and a few hours much needed rest.
