From Work

I would like to pause here for a moment and just say; my husband totally cracks me up. Not only does he crack me up, he pushes my tiny brain into something that halfway functions. Not only does he crack me up, pushes my tiny brain; he puts up with my Taurean self. That in of itself deserves a medal of valor. Thanks darling. :)

ON WITH THE SHOW!!
(don't lie, you had the same ringmaster's voice in your head as i did when reading that sentence.)



This is awesome. Sort of. In the last post you saw pictures To Work. Now you are seeing pictures on my way From Work. I take the same route back and forth (not everyone follows the same paths to and from places, so yes, i meant to call out that i take the same route to and from). This is the stairwell in the bus garage/parking ramp. This place is under construction to handle the changes for the Twins stadium. It is an asthma nightmare to walk this route. Lucky i don't have asthma. As you can see, there is white all over the floor. That is construction dust. I have to walk down 3 flights of stairs with this stuff floating around. So, i look a little dusty when i get to work. Well, not really but i feel like it sometimes.

Walking down the flight's of stairs is interesting. It's a very compact staircase. It's barely wide enough for two people. The landings are very tight as well, which makes the turns to go down each set of stairs very tight. This makes me dizzy sometimes. What is amazing to me is that there is a blind man who navigates these stairs with such confidence.

I can always tell if i'm running on time when i start to see the same person at the same time i'm leaving. There is a man who is blind who i always happen to follow. Sometimes he is with someone, sometimes he is alone. I watch him go down the slippery, dusty, cement stairs and i'm just...amazed! He holds his cane in one hand, grabs the railing with the other, shuffle walks to the first step, and down he goes. Without a PAUSE! I hold my breath every time because i think he is going to completely miss that first step. Have you ever navigated those types of stairs with your eyes closed? In dress shoes on dusty cement floors? It's amazing i don't wipe out. Just to illustrate how dusty this place is, see the next picture.



This is a bench that was temporarily moved to accommodate the construction. Obviously, i guess. The escalators are being completely re-done. Hence the reason why i take the stairs. Elevators are still working, but they are slow. I also need the crosstraining of going up stairs. Crazy? No. Maybe it's the dust that i inhale that makes it worth it (snark snark).



Oh great! Another picture of the bench. Apparently i'm fascinated with it. At least the dust is being cleaned up in some spots. Or maybe enough people walked this path that dust can't settle here.



This is the long hall that i walk down. The buses are parked outside just to the right of me. To the left is the circular ramps leading up to parking spaces. It's a nice walk, except for when someone has a rolling backpack/bag. Sounds of little wheels on brick floor. Yeah. Almost enough for me to mention to said person with the bag to pick the dang thing up.



Ta dah! After the long hallway, and scrambling through the rest of the bus garage and crossing the street, i end up back on the very sidewalk from the previous post. Heading to the train. Ahhh, my workday is gone from my head at this point. Good day everyone.