For some reason I took it to be a bad omen. How often do you run over and pop a mysterious red balloon? When I told the kids what had happened, Ava became terribly upset and demanded to know why I didn't stop and let it pass. I had to explain that I thought it might be better to run over the balloon than cause a 15 car pile-up.
I think I'm going to find a new route to ballet class. I already had to find a new route home because of this crazy traffic light issue I was having. One of the first lights I was coming across on the way home was at a busy intersection. I had to turn left, and it could only be done with a green left turn arrow. The problem was, sometimes it would refuse to give one. It would cycle through, skipping the green arrow, over and over while cars piled up in the left turn lanes. It wouldn't do it every time I came to the intersection. Just sometimes it would skip like 5 times leaving everyone who had gotten into the lane stranded. I waited there, 2 cars from the front of the line, for 20 minutes once. There was literally no opportunity to turn without the arrow. And people, when trapped in a lane, start to do crazy things that I won't even go into now. Let's just say I saw some interesting driving tactics and colorful personalities.