One Week

Things I have learned in the last week:

1. I really miss my carpool. For the past Really Long Time, since I moved home after school, I've been riding with a lady, A, every day to work. I worked at the other end of her block when I started, but she dropped me off at various points around the city as I changed jobs. I never had to worry about getting to work. She retired on the last day of May, and while I can handle the ridiculous (and sometimes four or five hour) commute home on public transport, having to do it twice a day is Just Not Good. And unhealthy - I'm only home during sleeping hours, so cooking, eating properly, and exercise have gone out the window because it took me FOREVER to not have insomnia - I'm not giving up sleep that easily!

2. I hate heat. I really, really do. There's a reason I ice skated growing up: air conditioning year round. Well, that and my internal thermostat got set at "likes cold" as a tot in Alaska. It's been hot in Capitol City, as in "trains derail because the tracks melted, planes can't move because the tarmac melted" - really hot. I don't like it. (Pretty much the whole city doesn't like it at this point. A few days in August? Sure. Weeks at a time? HECK NO.)

3. I will never get much of anything accomplished if I keep this commute, so as much as the idea terrifies me, I'm going to HAVE to look for work closer to home. I'm not a big fan of change, and I like my job - but the commute is, quite literally, going to be the death of me. Something has to give, and I'd rather it was the job than my health.

It's that third one that's gonna be the big problem. *Sigh.*