Going to Southern Methodist Univ from where I live can be quite…frustrating. To give you some realistic sense, let’s just say it can take well up to 2 hours for a 37-mile drive [if I have mentioned that already in a previous post, I apologize…I just find this calculation extremely baffling]. I don’t consider living in Denton exactly a big-city environment because it does give you a real homey feeling, until you decide to hit I-35. SMU is right by downtown and traffic to there is never, never pretty. After starring at the map for an hour, after being late to my internship the first day, I planned out 3 different routes that I could possibly take depending on traffic situation. I also leave home at 6:30am instead of 7am. Work starts at 8:30am. I find this commute extremely mind-blowing.
After some trial and errors, I “think” [you never know with Dallas traffic] I have settled down with a certain route. It’s certainly not switching from one freeway to another because I found that to be really dumb. Now I take this beautiful street called Mockingbird Lane for a while until I hit the inevitable freeway. Yes, the speed limit is only 30, but it moves you forward at a constant speed rather than being stuck at same place for 30 minutes. Mockingbird Ln is extremely beautiful – I definitely enjoy the big and arching trees, beautiful homes and their well-maintained gardens, and Dallas Country Club. You can certainly tell that it’s a wealthy neighborhood, but I like that it contains some history. It’s possible that I also enjoy looking at all the BMW, Mercedes-Benz, and Lexus cars. I love people jogging in the early morning, all the beautiful flowers, but mostly all the unique-looking houses. Each house looks so different from one another - from structure, color, and materials – it makes my driving a very pleasant viewing. It also makes me dream of my own house, garden, and neighborhood. Although I would like somewhere with a little less traffic than this street.
I am happy to say that I am well adjusting to my two very different jobs this summer. Of course it’s challenging to have two opposite supervisors, two different work expectations, but I am fully content with this new development in my life. Sometimes you learn to deal with the situation, though it’s not always ideal [like the traffic]. I am somehow beginning to adapt to environments I can’t control, and I find that it’s okay to completely surrender to the inevitable. But if you learn how to view things a little more positively, I think a 2-hour traffic couldn’t be so bad. I did manage to cut down to a 1-hour commute each way.
On a random note, it’s nice to have Z already cooking for dinner when I get home.
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