I commuted today. It was a weird one. I left at 6:40, as I had an 8:00 client, with stuff to do before. Right when I left my neighborhood, I was blinded by solar glare for about half a mile. Considering this is a road with lots of potholes, and I often have to get out in the lane, I was expecting cars to not see me, even with my 2 flashers in the rear. OK, I was done at 5, which is a crappy time to leave for my commute. I actually had some stuff to do, and then I got 2 phone calls. In the middle of this I got a text from DH saying to look at the email he forwarded to me. Apparently, sometime today the construction work on the commuter rail bridge did some kind of damage today and the main road into town was shut down, with no re-opening time. I had an alternate route that is only about 2.4 miles longer; it was that or re-route myself about 7 miles out of my way. I left at 6, and while the route itself was OK, the street I took to get across the highway and nto a neighborhood that cuts off the closed part of the street was the most pothole ridden street I've been on since March. It was so bad, I should have been on a mountain bike. Saw a few other cyclists taking my route, but thankfully, the detoured cars were all going in the other direction. When I got into the very nice neighborhood that was a cut through, I was kind of looking around, when some goofy guy on a Bike Friday passed me. OK, we were coming up to a light where I had to turn left and it was green.I hate stopping at this light, so I sprinted and turned left, of course, from the left side of the road. This genius decided to turn left from the right side of the road, where he then almost cut me off when I got onto Main St. I booked out of there and dropped him. The rest of the ride was my normal commute. It's already noticeably darker at 6:30 PM .