My new job, while amazing beyond words, requires a 50-minute rush hour commute twice a day. I'm normally a rather civilized person, but there's something about bumper-to-bumper traffic that taps in to my inner beast. It's just so...dreary. To help combat this dreariness, I've thought up a list of things that I think might alleviate traffic-associated stress.
#1
Some happy jams.
Here is my playlist of mood lifting tunes:
1. Bend and Not Break by Dashboard Confessional
2. Chariot by Gavin DeGraw
3. Spinning by Jack's Mannequin
4. Dirt of Your Shoulders by Jay-Z
5. Float On by Modest Mouse
6. You'll Be in My Heart by Phil Collins
7. Bojangles by Pitbull
8. Show Me Everything You've Got by The Rocket Summer
9. This is Not an Exit by Saves the Day
10. Ruthless by Something Corporate
11. Spice Up Your Life by The Spice Girls
12. Island in the Sun by Weezer
13. Switch by Will Smith
#2
Delicious food.
With me, everything is better when food is involved. Getting home doesn't feel as urgent when you're already having a little snack. I think plump green grapes would perfectly fit the bill here. Promise to be careful when you eat while driving, though!
#3
A good imagination.
Whenever I get angry with the elderly driver in front of me who seems to have no earthly idea what is going on around him, I imagine that he is my grandpa or a friend of my grandpa. Almost immediately, my anger dissipates. When other drivers are veering in and out of lanes with nary a turn signal or seem to think their lives depend on not letting a single other car in front of them, I try to imagine all the times when my own driving acts may have looked selfish and irresponsible to others. Sometimes we just don't focus enough or we make silly mistakes when we're driving. If I can frame the situation well in my head, then my anger and impatience are more under my control.
#4
As much comfort as you can muster.
At my new company, the dress is pretty formal. When I'm sitting in my not-too-spacious car for an hour at the end of the day, the last thing I want is to feel constricted. I make an effort to make small adjustments to improve my comfort, like taking off my cardigan or untucking my blouse. The only person in the car is me and, at 5 o'clock on a week day, looking posh is the last thing on my mind.
Well, that's all I've thought of so far, but if any of you rush hour veterans have any tips for me, I'd certainly appreciate reading them!
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