So for the commute home... *sigh* After my boss concernedly asked if I was ok riding home in the dark he watched me put my lights on and made sure I was on my way safely (see, he's not always a jerk) but only after commenting on 'how long it takes to get ready' (unlocking, strapping my bag and lock down, and attaching lights is like two minutes.) I pointed out that he uses his prissy electric start and has his car run for much longer than that before he drives home when it is cold out. He agreed and then said that he wished he had my determination!
So then off I went.
First I hadn't adjusted my bag onto my rack well enough (it is just a sling backpack and I strapped it on to improvise, I haven't gotten my panniers yet) so a ways down the road I noticed it had fallen askew and was hanging off, stopped to fix it. Not a big deal but I just couldn't get it as secure as the trip to work so I was paranoid and had to keep checking on it.
I then had to stop at a red light to turn left and got in the left turn only lane, and waited, and waited, and waited. I sat there and watched that light for about 8 minutes while cars whizzed past and realized that the sensor for the light must be set to detect the weight of a car instead of set on a timer. I gave up waiting and dismountes, running across along the walkway when there was a gap, and remounted on the sidewalk, then merged back into traffic.
The main road here is littered with potholes and increasingly bumpy, and going over a small uneven patch my new Bontager Flare taillight (picked up on clearance at the LBS!) flies off of the back rack light bracket and skitters across the road clip and all! I heard it and knew what it was instantly, so I pulled over and lay my bike down, then played Frogger to get it back (it still works!) I clipped it to my backpack, realized it is covered by my jacket tied around my waist, and proceed anyway because my sturdy cheapo lights on my seat stays are enough. I still kept reaching back to check and make sure it is still there as well.
Once I got off the roads and onto the trail it is super dark and I was the only one out on it, kinda spooky. My light does a good job (I got a Cygolite after seeing it praised here on the forums, can't say enough good things about it!) and I had no trouble seeing the trail but the trees and seclusion made me wary. However, I saw three bunnies and that made me happy!!! Not only were they adorable, but bunnies wouldn't hang around if there were serial killers or something, right? I got to a slightly damp/sandy place that looks like it floods and the tires kept wanting to skid. I shifted down and was fine after getting on dry gravel.
Back on familiar roads in my neighborhood, everyone gave me space and all is quiet. I saw another biker (a kid from around the block) on his way to the corner store with no lights and almost ran into him as he didn't stop at the stop sign. I said hello but did not lecture him on safety even though my motherly instinct was strong.
Got home tired and discouraged at my mistakes, but pleased that I made it. Even though beer gives me heartburn these days, I am having a lovely cold banana bread beer! Cheers, everyone