I really shouldn’t complain because I can work at home a many as four days a week if I choose to. Instead I work at home, on average, two days a week. The other three days a week, I have a one hour (give or take a few minutes) commute to work and then, of course, another hour back home.
I have a love hate relationship with my commute.
On the one hand, I get to listen to great music and I get a Sausage Egg McMuffin, too. (Don’t knock it ’til you try it.)
On the other hand, there’s traffic.
I’ve never gotten along very well with traffic. I suppose I’m just too impatient. I don’t curse much except when I’m driving and then can make a sailor blush.
I could drive my 30 plus miles on the interstate but, as a general rule, prefer the scenic route. It’s about a mile longer, but doesn’t take any more time at all. And, there aren’t four lanes of one and a half ton flying objects to make me crazy.
There are, however, a few things about my route that bother me just a tad. For example, it’s pretty much a two-lane road all the way and the places where I can pass a slow-moving vehicle are few and far between.
Ever been behind a pickup pulling a landscaping trailer full of mulch that’s going 40 miles an hour in a 55 mile an hour zone and you’re late for work? It’s not pretty. I mean what goes on in my car, not what’s on the trailer. Though, that view does leave a lot to be desired.
Then there are the folks that plan to make a left turn and start slowing down about two miles before they get to their turnoff. And they don’t give a signal. They just start slowly slowing down until you begin to wonder if they’ve fallen asleep.
Oh well, it could be a lot worse and, besides, I get to enjoy the scenery a lot more at 55 miles an hour than I would at 70 or 80 miles and hour. All I really have to keep an eye out for are the state troopers and the sheriff and the skunks. Dead skunk is just not a pleasant way to start your day.
So, what’s your commute like? What pushes your tick-off button when you’re on the road?