And so are staff meetings, packed lunches, fluorescent lights , and panty hose.
So, this is what full-time work feels like.
During my past two years of being a spoiled, part-time, freelance brat, I’d forgotten. I’m wholly reminded now though—of all that and of the chronic time shortage that comes with a 40-hour work week.
I know I’ve been neglecting No Car Go.
It’s been more than a month since my last post.
But I’m back in the saddle, with renewed energy and all kinds of stories to tell from my daily commute. That said, you’re probably going to notice some changes around here.
- Decreased frequency—we’re probably looking at a weekly installment.
- Shorter posts—you may like that better anyway, you gen-TV-ers.
- More errors—I swear I’ll do my best to keep them minimal, but you’ve got to break a few eggs to make an omelet. (Error #1: That expression really doesn’t apply here at all.)
I’m pretty excited to back.
Writing about how to get more out of life with less car travel feels like the right thing for me be doing with my spare time, scarce though it may be now.