I have started taking the bus to work. Today is day two. I should be able to do it three days a week.
The total door to clock-in commute in the morning is two hours. Brutal? Maybe for a non-knitter who hates to read. In just three bus rides, I've finished a little over an inch of lil orange sock, three David Foster Wallace stories, and this blog post. Way better use of my time than screaming and yelling at the moron drivers on the freeway, getting to work late anyway, and being too burnt out by the time I get home to do anything but stare at dumb tv.
Plus, cranberry scone for breakfast! It's a win-win-win.
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