My Commute

I drive 10 miles to work each morning. I get up two hours before I need to leave, so why am I zooming every day as I try to get out the door. I eat in the car, usually toast or a good little breakfast sandwich. I drink peppermint tea out of those red beer cups you see at picnics. They're the only things that work in my cup holders. As I drive along, I listen to my books on CD. Am I boring? I listen to the same book series (how do you spell plural series?) over and over. Mitford series, Number One Ladies Detective Agency, or the Cat Who series. Sometimes I listen to other books, and I enjoy them, but I always come back to Father Tim, Precious Romatswe and Jim Qwilleran. Please encourage me to listen to your favorite series. I drive 25mph and 35mph in Black Diamond(do you know about those BD speed traps?) I drive 52 in the 50mph zone and 47 in the 45mph zone. Why 2 over? I always think I'm going to be late, which I never am. I need to knock off my 2 over stretches. I usually cry a little bit on the way to work...the condition of the sunrise sky, the clouds over the foothills, THE mountain in her majesty, a situation with one of my children or James or the little family I work for. I try to dry my tears before I arrive. Sometimes the daddy takes a second look and asks me if I'm alright. My tears are my meditation and my therapy. My 15 minute drive is a good part of my day. The best part is no traffic. No I 405, no back-up (maybe a stopped school bus with it's sign out), no one honking or going crazy. I love my morning drive.