Counting My Blessings

Recently there was a big relocation at my office. My new awesome commute now:

• is octupled in time and distance
• require a fill up every other day instead of every other week
• keeps me on my toes about filling up since 2/3 of the travel distance include no gas station in sight
• smells like cow manure half of the time
• covers my beloved vehicle, Billy, in squashed bugs
• automatically changes the hip hop radio station to country midway through the trip, which is almost okay because my commute also...
• is deafening me with the harsh winds against Billy's soft top, therefore...
• gives me a headache (physical, not just metaphorical) on a daily basis
• is mostly a single lane highway so there is no avoiding trucks nearby that can do this:

It left shattered glass inside the cab, and I'm grateful that this didn't happen where the bursting glass could have cut my face or my eyes instead. At least I have a husband who cleaned up all the glass for me, and I'm not spending 3 1/2 hours on the road daily like someone else I work with!