Before I moved to Minnesota, someone joked that there are two seasons here: winter and construction. When you think about it, it makes sense, especially in a place that gets as winterish as this Great White North.
But now, today, I've had enough.
A main thoroughfare has been under construction since I arrived. But I am the master of the Alternate Route and found a better, faster way to get where I needed to go. Until, construction began on my Alternate Route. And now the Alternate to my Alternate is similarly blocked with orange barrels, and I think I hate this place just a little bit.
But now, today, I've had enough.
A main thoroughfare has been under construction since I arrived. But I am the master of the Alternate Route and found a better, faster way to get where I needed to go. Until, construction began on my Alternate Route. And now the Alternate to my Alternate is similarly blocked with orange barrels, and I think I hate this place just a little bit.
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