Marital Communications 302: gridlock traffic

These days I spend more time than I'd like on the road getting from here to there and back again. I don't know if it ever gets easier or if people just get used to it...but commuting sucks.

Kenyon is taking a nighttime nursing class and goes in the same direction as me, just at different hours (against the traffic).

A few nights ago as I was trapped in gridlock traffic and he was heading on the same highway northbound we were talking on the phone. He asked which exit number I was near. I told him and irritatingly noted the fact that it had taken me half an hour to travel 4 miles. He had blown by me and reassuringly stated, "yeah, it doesn't look like that traffic is going anywhere!"

Thank you very much!

just Sheri, still wishing for a teleporter