We last left off with my sleeping-pill-haze of a post, the night before I started at my new job.
A lot has changed since that night.
I now spend...
my mornings getting ready for my 7am train
my evenings getting ready for my 10pm bedtime
5 days a week in Toronto
15 hours a week commuting
my lunch hour with a quirky bunch of Quebecois/bilingual speakers
my every waking second living and breathing travel insurance
And to be honest, right now, I wouldn't have it any other way, though I never in my life wanted to know as much as I currently do about insurance =/
There are 2 more important issues that have arisen out of this situation however, that I feel I must address....
9-5ers, please tell me when it is that you are able to make your appointments? Or get errands done? Why does the world shut down by the time I get home?
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| WHY?! |
Though my commute is fairly enjoyable and I don't mind waking up early in the morning (so long as I keep getting my paycheques) I feel stupid wasting 3 hours a day across from a wo/man in a business suit with their mouth open, earphones in, sunglasses on, snoring throughout the train ride.
I desperately want to move downtown.
So that is the plan. It will take some time, as I have a fair few bills to save myself from... but come 2012, I will be living downtown.
And I will feel swanky doing it.
Just saying.
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| She gets it. |
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