That’s how I started out my day.

I went to leave for work and discovered my bike lock was missing from my bike. It must have fallen off when I was riding that rough, icy bike trail on Saturday and I did not notice it missing until I was leaving for work today. I rode out to Voorheesville in vain searching for it, and then I drove the entire route I road on Saturday, out past Five Rivers, over to Voorheesville, down through Font Grove and Surrey Mall to McCormick Drive. With no luck. It’s a $65 lock, so I was really hoping to find it. I’ll go out searching on Saturday morning, after the snow and ice is melted away by tomorrow’s heavy rain. First half of the weekend doesn’t look bad — Saturday fairly nice — but rain by Saturday evening.

I noticed the wheel kind of went into hard traction control when I turned hard getting onto the Slingerlands bypass, and it reinforced my fears that something on suspension like a worn out ball joint will need to be replaced to get it passed. Not that a bad thing for the shop to catch such a thing, I’d rather just get it fixed then break down in some hick town a long ways from home. But it’s more money, not that I should be getting that upset about money, as for the most part I’ve put nothing into the truck over the past year besides a light bulb, some windshield wiper blades, an oil filter and motor oil and fuel. And because of the rain, and that I needed to use the time up any rate, I’ll be sitting at home, just waiting on the news. The shop is always busy, so I don’t expect a call until 2 PM or later, even if I drop it off in the morning.

Got into the office around 10:30 AM this morning, but my nerves have been bent out of shape over my truck’s state inspection that will be happening tomorrow morning. It was so busy, but then again some of it is my frantic pace I like to work, carefully scripting and running database updates, with staff coming and going with lots of different issues that need to be addressed and calculated. Of course, alot of it it was not just the cups of coffee I drunk in the morning, but popping some of those extra strength caffine pills, which not only made me poop a lot but also super jittery. Commute home wasn’t bad, but I intentionally stayed off the freeway in favor of local streets through the South End, but I sure prefer to bike it home, or if not bus it home to driving.

So that was another day in the life …