Getting Stuck at the New Bedford-Fairhaven Bridge

Leaving New Bedford and heading into Fairhaven last evening, I found myself stuck at the bridge and was not annoyed in the least.

We've all been there. You're running late as it is and think to yourself, "If that darn bridge is closed right now I am gonna lose it!" And sure enough, it's closed.

You've got two choices: you take a deep breath, stay put and just wait it out, or you quickly figure out how you can get out of the line of traffic and circle back the way you came and work your way towards Route 195 to get to where you are going.

What I've started doing this past year or so, is to take the bridge being closed as a "sign" that I need to slow down and smell the roses (or the harbor, I guess). Now that I think of being stuck at the bridge as a positive thing, I really do enjoy the 5-10 minute wait of just sitting there. I'm taking in the scenery more than ever and use the little bit of time to just think good thoughts.

Life is short and any chance you can turn a negative into a positive is nothing but good for the soul, don't you think?