Although I sang the praises of driving yesterday... I would like to counter it. Yes, I do enjoy driving in the mornings. It's peaceful and calming. It preps me to remain stressfree throughout the day. But it's killing my desire to work. I wake up at 4:30 leave my house at 5:20 and drive to work. I get there at 6:20 - 6:30, and then work all day until 4-ish. I say ish, because, even though our shift ends at 4 we're not done until our last phone call is over. If your phone rings at 3:55, you have to answer it. After that, then there's 15-20 minutes of end-of-shift work to finish up before you can leave. I'm usually getting out at 4:45. I drive home in rushhour traffic and get there usually a bit after 6. I really enjoy working, but the 2+ hours of driving every day is killing my enthusiasm. I put 120 miles on my car every day. So that means that I've put 1560 miles on my car in just over two weeks. I really need to move closer. If I don't makes enough money soon to get an apartment, then I'm afraid that I'm not going to be able to keep up the energy. I get 3 hours of me time after I get home, before I go to bed. I've gone from an extreme surplus of free time to a terrible dearth. And the sad part is that this is not my Dream Job. It's a very nice job but it's not what I've always wanted to be when I grow up. If I at least had a job that I considered a Dream Job of sorts I could bear the drive. Going to work is exciting when it's what you really want to do. Even a two hour drive. Now I understand why my mom told me to keep job hunting, even though I had a position. It makes sense now.