Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Have I Ever Mentioned That I Used to Hate Commuting Into Boston?

4:30pm - I leave work and stop at the grocery store on my way home:  It's taco night and I need to pick up some meat.  I think about the leftover chicken breast in the fridge and decide that I will use that for myself, so I buy enchilada sauce as well.

I leave the grocery store and am on my way home when I realize I forgot to buy refried beans.  Am senile.

No problem, I'll just take a different route to stop at yet ANOTHER store.

5:10pm - This particular route happens to take me by the commuter rail station I used to frequent daily in order to make that hellish and guilt-riddled commute into Boston for all of 2008 and a majority of 2009.  *full body shiver*

I realize that the 4:05pm train out of Boston has just arrived, dropping off its weary commuters at the end of a long day.

When I rode that particular train, I had to leave work at 3:45ish in order to make it.  The majority of days, though, I was on the 4:55 train out of Boston.  Which meant I didn't arrive home until 6:30pm.  EVERY NIGHT.

And now?

Now I am free to leave work at 4:30.  Drive the long way home, make 2 stops at the grocery store, and still arrive home A FULL HOUR BEFORE I did when I worked in Boston!  Wow.

And the kicker?

Hubby had already eaten the leftover chicken breast for lunch.  I didn't even need to make that second stop for refried beans, since there was NO CHICKEN left to smother them on.  Bygones.  (I ended up not eating at all and riding the bike while watching The Proposal.  Win-win!)

Regardless, my drive home yesterday was a good reminder.  A reminder that I am now where I am supposed to be.  And that my life has, indeed, changed so much for the better since I stopped working in Boston.

Amen.

7 comments:

Rebecca said...

That's great...commutes kill me...I don't know how people do them every day.

This probably comes from growing up on Long Island and watching people sit in traffic on the LIE day after day after day...I can't imagine! Good for you! Too bad about the chicken though...that sucks!

The Mommyologist said...

Every time we take the train to NYC I wonder how people ride it into the city each and every single day! So glad I don't have to deal with a commute like that.

The Toll House Cookie said...

I did the Boston to South Shore commute for 13 years. Lucky me. At first I drove. Then I took the "T" from Braintree. Forget that....drove to Quincy and took the "T". Then I drove in again. Then I found the commuter rail and hopped on board that-but hardly ever got a seat either way unless I took the 6AM train in....and the 6:30PM train home. On average, my day was 13 hours. If I drove, at least I had the luxury of taking different routes home. If I took the train, I was asleep both ways....and in bed early as well. No life at all for the commuter. Now, I live 5 minutes from work and love it. I run home for lunch and working a 1/2 hour overtime is no big deal for me. I'm still ahead of the game. Thanks for bringing me down memory lane!!!

allison1976 said...

I commuted into boston for 4 years from NH.. It took me one hour and 45 minutes each way every day.. Now I work 5 miles from home and can't believe I actually did that commute.. I can totally relate to this post and alot of you other ones!!!

Megan (Best of Fates) said...

That sounds like a horrible commute - I'm SO lucky that I've always lived close to my work, I don't think I could handle something like that every day!

FourJedis said...

I just don't know how commuters do it. I am in my car for a whopping 30 miles / day - including dropping kids off, going to work, and picking them up, working out, you name it... and probably 40 minutes total. God help us if we ever have to move somewhere that requires me to be in the car longer than that. It wouldn't be pretty. Glad you are in a much better place. And sorry about the chicken!

Jeannie, Jane, Angel, Mommy, etc.. said...

I am SO glad that I now get to stay home with the kids. I hated my commute it was at least an hour to an hour and a half one way. It was SO not worth it to me to miss out on that much of my life as well as my babies life.

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