Getting Old On The Road

I’m not a commuter. Not anymore – thank goodness. But my wife is. Every day she spends few hours to go to work and another few to go home. If we do a short calculation, multiplying the hours she spent every day on the road and the number of days she’s been doing that – almost fifteen years, we can reasonably say – as my friend put it – she’s getting old on the road.

Traffic Jam

Wasted Time, and Money

Curiously, I did the calculation and came up with an amazingly annoying result. So far, the number of hours she spent on the road  – only for going back and forth to work – equals to more than two years. If a person spends those amount of time to practice classical guitar, for example, he or she would be a world-class classical guitar player. Another way to see it is this: if my wife’s hourly working rate is only a dollar, she has lost about twenty thousand dollars on the road. And the number keeps on growing every day.

What about people who spent twenty or thirty or more of years of their life commuting?

How to Survive Traffic Jam?

We have to thank the traffic for wasting years of people’s life. Try to experience the road at the beginning or the end of office’s hours and you’ll understand. Sure, we can easily blame the government for their incapability of limiting the number of vehicles on the street or providing better infrastructure to cater the wheels. (At least that what happens in my country). But the far better question is this: Since there’s nothing we can do to fix the traffic condition, what are we going to do to make the wasted years useful?

I used to fill the blanks of my commuting moments by sleeping. There are those who chat, play games, watch movies, read the newspaper, getting social virtually, etc. We all have our ways. I personally don’t like sightseeing. Well, actually I do; but after months of the same view, even the most beautiful scenery can be tad boring.

My wife recently learned knitting. You know, grandma’s stuff. It’s better than daydreaming. The result so far, after about two weeks, are two – and a half – wool scarfs, one for my older daughter and one for my mother in law, the other half is going to be for my younger daughter. Future projects: cardigans, sweaters, vests, and her online knitting store.

survive traffic jam knitting

I’ve also found an excellent way to fill my wasted years: start my success university by listening to self-help audiobooks on MP3 format and enlightening myself with wise words from the gurus. I’m the type of person who can’t read a book on the road without having a headache and a feeling of throwing up. And even if I could survive the throwing up, I’m usually driving. So reading book is out of the questions. You can also use

If you are more of the auditory person like me, you can also use Pocket to save and listen to all the interesting articles that you stumbled upon earlier on the internet.

Stay Calm, and Thank You for All the Fish

So to wrap this story up, here’s a quote from a book titled “Fish” (more or less, I don’t really remember): “You can’t always change the situations around you, but you can choose how to feel about them.” Translation: we can explode, be furious, swear, banging our head against the wall, because of the extremely annoying traffic that we have to deal with every day. But we can also accept the situation, calm ourselves, and use the time to do something useful.

Care for a knitted scarf?

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