I contemplated leaving this page blank because there is nothing I miss about commuting. I did tens of thousands of miles of long distance commuting. Audiobooks were an outgrowth of the endless commute and they kept me from losing my mind. They originally came as tapes. Then they became CDs. By the time they went digital, I was no longer working. I didn’t listen to music when I drove. I read books and it was the only way I could survive my often seemingly endless hours of commuting. In my last commuting job, I drove 130 miles in each direction to Pfizer in Groton, Connecticut from Uxbridge in Massachusetts.
I do NOT miss that, not even a little bit. I was tired by the time I got to work and exhausted by the time I got home.
I wonder how one manages to listen to audiobooks in cars these days? Do you put them on cards? Chips? Something you can stick in the modern radios? I don’t know how anyone could survive those long commutes anymore. I know I could not.
So the here are five things I do NOT miss about commuting:
- Having to be up and on the road at four or five in the cold dark to barely get to work on time.
- Being ready to collapse when I got home, then realizing I still had to make dinner.
- Having Garry point out he was much too tired to help me with dinner because he hadn’t sad down yet when I was still on my feet.
- Burning up my car, adding 30,000 miles a year just getting to and from work.
- Getting into traffic jams that lasted three or four hours while barely traveling any distance. At least the long commutes, I was moving. In a lot of commutes, i was just sitting still in traffic.
I do not miss commuting. I don’t miss the radio, the audiobooks, the insanely long hours. I don’t miss the exhaustion. Actually, I don’t miss working. I do miss the paycheck, but overall, not working is better.