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Driving and Biking in the Big City

Commuting isn’t always about the drive

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If you are a hearty commuter like me, you love to drive but you love to drive efficiently. My hours at home are precious and few so I get my errands done on both sides of the drive. And, when I’m home, I’m going nowhere.

On either side of the commute, I may stop by the cleaners or drop gently used clothes off at Goodwill, Society of St. Stephens or Star of Hope — all of which can easily be on my route.  Gas is always an adventure, and I have many favorite stops, some for cheap gas, and others for special treats like those new Dr Peppers with 10 calories.

Groceries used to be a big part of my commute but I’m boycotting Kroger this year. It’s not because I don’t like Kroger; it’s because I’ve done a lifetime of grocery shopping already.  Kroger is like Cheetos, I’ve had enough. Of course, I can’t always skip Kroger any more than I can skip Cheetos.

Here’s how it goes for me most days. I am in the car at 7 a.m. for what should be my 28-mile, little bit less than an hour commute. I always have to have a glass of water and most days have some strong coffee from home or else stop for a latte, two Sweet ‘n’ Los from Starbucks. Of course, I know the folks there and lately staff has been changing. My latte turned out to be a venti hot chocolate the other day, and I’ve been put off ever since. I’ve been trying a new Starbucks but may, in fact, be done with them, too. It doesn’t take much to change my habit. And I’m a big city commuter. Lots of gas stations, coffee shops and breakfast treats along my way, so I can drop you like a hot potato in the wink of a poor service smile.

My current commute errand is a passel of old prom dresses, bridesmaid’s dresses, choir gowns, etc., that I cleaned out of my daughter’s closet the other day. I’m hoping to get them to the cleaners for some permanent storage situation so that she can have them for her future daughter’s dress up days. Meanwhile, I get sidetracked and my back seat is overstuff with sparkles and satin. My co-workers have got to be suspicious of what they find in the backseat of my car some days. This is perhaps the most beautiful, by far.

Of course, I can’t help but play games in my head about what I COULD do with these dresses. And, as you know, I’m a bit of a soft touch for the homeless around Houston. I went through a phase where I handed out umbrellas to the homeless on rainy days. This makes me wonder . . . But then, I know my daughter – who travels these same streets, too – would be pretty dismayed to find her favorite prom dress on an unfortunate Houstonian in in line for free breakfast some day.

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Written by commuterchroniclesdbh

June 6, 2012 at 12:29 pm

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  1. Love this…..:-)

    Pam Guidry

    June 6, 2012 at 2:48 pm


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