But this week things were different. The machinery on our street was bigger and louder. They closed the street for two days (with no warning!), exactly during the week where we were still in daycare transition, and hence driving back and forth all day. I had to convince people again and again that I indeed lived on this street, and I indeed needed to get home. And after that, I had to negotiate huge rifts of dirt and rocks on the street, sometimes even putting my wheels halfway into the ditch to get around all the mess created... Fun!
Well, the worst part of it all, is that yesterday it started raining. I wouldn't say we've had any real downpours, just a fair amount of rain... Well, wouldn't you know it, our street has now turned into pure muck. Driving on it feels like you're driving through marbles, on a snowy-slushy surface. It pulls the car in all sorts of directions, even when driving at less than 20 km/h. It's insanely bad. In all of our years living at this place (coming up on 8 years soon), we've never seen it this bad. Really makes you wonder: what were they thinking!
DH got so incensed at having to put his precious car through this, sent a long winded complaint to our councillor - and got a bunch of replies! Two interesting things they told him:
- we're on the list to get paved real soon (I'll believe it when I see it)
- the re-dirting this week only cost the city $10K, which is not that much considering it costs almost half that to re-gravel our driveway... I guess you get what you pay for!