Rush Hour and I are not friends....

Buying a house for us meant moving outside the city where things were slightly less outrageous in price.  I was fine with it since it would mean that I didn't have to take public transportation anymore (not a fan of other people sweating on me) but this whole rush hour traffic thing sucks.

While sitting in my car driving home today I realized that I spend $110 and 11.5 hours driving to get to work each week.  That is almost $450/month and over 40 hours in driving - that's a whole additional work week!


Oh how I envy those of you who have a short commute; or gasp - work from home.


What is your commute like?


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Confiscated...

There has been a serious intervention in our household.  My sugar supply has been confiscated.  He says he's 'looking out for me' and while I know this is true, I secretly resent him for it. 
He hid all my Christmas fudge and cookies.  Granted I had barrelled through what was clearly more than a pound of fudge in record time, but still.  Today, it got to an all time low.  I nicely asked demanded a piece of fudge and he made me go outside the apartment so I wouldn't see where it was hidden.

It's kind of working though and I secretly hate him for that too - the whole out-of-sight out-of-mind really does work for me.  I see fudge, I want fudge - but if I don't see it I forget about it.  (Which is why everything in our vegetable drawer goes back.)

Little does he know, I have back-up stashes.  Mwah Haha

Oh AND I'm going to 'confiscate' his beef-jerky stash - well see how fast he puts up the location of the fudge then.

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Dear Antenna Bender...

Dear Antenna Bender,
That was unnecessary....and uncalled for.
I bet what you didn't count on is that the radio actually comes in better - so, HA! - even though you made my car even crappier than it already is your mission has ultimately failed.

xoxo (not)
C