That Dr. Pepper

I had a Dr. Pepper that night. I should have known better.

6am the next morning...
Alarm goes off.
Trudy gets up.
I struggle to shower, dress, make the bed.
Breakfast tacos out.
Trudy goes to work.
I catch the northbound 338 bus.
Down South Lamar, across the river.
Up North Lamar, to Central Park.
Find a bench in the shade under the oaks.
Read a book.
Watch joggers run by.
Light drizzle -- It'll pass.
Heavy rain -- I dash for shelter.
Read more.
It's lunch time.
Catch the southbound 338.
Down North Lamar.
Back across the river.
To P.Terry's hamburger stand.
Cheeseburger, fries, milkshake.
Catch the next southbound 338.
Back up South Lamar.
Transfer to the 311 to the middle school.
Walk across the soccer fields.
Get home.
Say hi to the dog.
Get a drink of water.
Read email.
How to get to Trudy's work?
Check the bus maps/schedules.
Need to catch the bus at 2:56.
There's only 15 minutes!
Leave in a rush.
Across the soccer fields.
Barely catch the 311.
Transfer to the 338.
Down South Lamar again.
Across the river again.
Up North Lamar again.
Wait for the 19 in the blistering sun.
24th to Mopac to Mesa to Steck.
Get off the bus.
Walk to Trudy's work.
She's still working on a case.
Wait for her to finish.
It's dinner time.
Look for a falafel place we know.
Eat dinner.
Drive to Round Rock.
Watch the high school football game.
Watch the marching bands.
Hail Mary with 14 seconds to go!
It ties the game!
Screaming fans. Overtime.
A field goal for Austin!
A touchdown for Stony Point!!
Bitter disappointment.
Drive back to Austin.
Pick up Ben at the high school.
Drive home.
Fall into our beds.
Set the alarm for 6am for tomorrow's parade...

What was I thinking when I had that Dr. Pepper?

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