It's official. I am a crazy-old-lady driver.
About a month ago, a new flyover opened that pretty much takes me from my street to my office. It's awesome and I can get to and from work in less than 10 minutes, even in rush hour traffic.
Today I realized about a half mile from my office, I'd been driving on the shoulder.
In my defense, the lines have not been marked yet and I was driving straight into the sun.
I drove at least a half mile before I realized what I was doing.
The irony is, yesterday, I saw another driver doing the same thing, and thought to myself, "Dumbass. Driving on the shoulder."
Karma has a sense of humor.