It's coming and I am so not ready. The earth moving equipment has been on the scene for about a year now, but so far, it hasn't impacted me. It was interesting to observe from a distance, but now I may be forced to take an up-close look.
The announcement that traffic on County 24 would be detoured has hit home. No, I don't drive that way every day, pity those of you who do. I endured the detours two summers ago when Hwy. 19 east was being rebuilt. It wasn't fun, but it was do-able, plus it gave me a view of the beautiful countryside along County 1 that I don't see very often. Kind of miss those goats who watched the traffic go by each day out on Cty. 25.
The dreaded "thing" that has me all in a tizzy is the coming of round-abouts to our neighborhood. Again, I won't have to drive on them everyday, but they lie between me and a few favorite destinations.
Will I have to say goodbye to my long-time hair dresser? Forgive me Pam, if I just can't get there anymore! Will one have to navigate the circle of dread to go to the new hospital, or Ferndale Market? Will my life no longer include trips across Hwy. 52? It's a little out of the way to go to Northfield and work your way in through the back door.
Before we are thrown onto the round-abouts with no clue of how to survive, I would suggest that MnDOT treat us to a learning session like the one they conducted in Mankato. They set up a practice course in a mall parking lot and taught folks how to keep to the right and just who yields to whom.
Maybe a little demo with miniature round-abouts and Matchbox cars could be featured at the next First Thursday Fun Fest. Everyone enjoys the Matchbox race track. Let's play with tiny cars on a tiny round-about so we become accustomed to who goes where.
I hope we all hang up the mobile phone while circling. Concentration on the job at hand is important. We tend to drift toward the middle of the road when talking on the phone; we must stay right until it's time to exit. I think that's how it's supposed to work, anyway. If you notice a red Impala that can't seem to stop spinning, please give me a brake. It just may be that I am headed on an important mission, like an appointment with the hair dresser!