I have a pretty lengthy commute to and from work. 114.4 miles, but who's counting? I'm used to it and on most days doesn't bother me much. I have uninterrupted time to think (a favorite pastime activity), listen to inspiring podcasts and of course music.
So in my head I'm laying out the evening which goes a little something like this: Okay so I'll get home, make the recipe I've been trying to post for weeks, give kids a bath..errrr..suddenly all traffic comes to a complete halt and stays that way for well over an hour. Panicked and anxious, I try to listening to a podcast and fail. I can't recall a single word. Okay, let's try music, music is always good...calming, calm, relaxing. SHIT THIS ISN'T WORKING! So the intrusive thoughts continue. My family will starve, the kids are going to be sleep deprived, what will happen to my post? Damn it, everything is falling apart.Read More