Brown Deer mom offers helpful “takeaways” while traveling about town with two girls, ages 6 and 3. It’s not rocket science, just a slice of life.
Recently, I became a commuter mom. I drive an hour and a half each way to my job in Chicago. The more I talk about it, the more I realize that I'm not alone. For example, a lady told me how her husband lived in one city during the week and came home on weekends. Another couple explained that they live in the middle so the work commute, about an hour, is manageable for both. Yet another friend said he commuted by plane for months until he could find a job to join his wife in the same city. As the country celebrates Labor Day today, this is what 2013 laborer looks like.
It is an “aha” moment that I clearly remember.
This evening, after much deliberation, I bought a pair of Naot “Kayla” sandals to kick off the summer season. It's my second pair and perhaps the most comfortable shoes I own. Who cares that it’s 46 degrees and my toes are freezing. I'm breaking out my summer gear anyway because in one week, I’ll flip the calendar to June. Mother Nature will just have to catch up.