traffic

I have mentioned a few times before that I feel like I made a mistake moving Teddy to a new school this year. Not only is it far, but the traffic is awful getting there each morning. I am sitting in commuter traffic each morning. It makes me wonder how I ever handled this on a daily basis. Had I have known that we would be moving halfway through the school year, I’d have kept him at the old school. So, it is what it is and he’s at this new school for the next few months. I find that a lot of my weekday mornings start off in a mad dash to get out the door. I feel anxious and rushed and stressed the whole way to school and he is almost always late…which I hate. I hate being late for things like that. Yes, be a tad late to a party and make an entrance, but don’t be late for school. His teachers have assured me that it’s no big deal that he’s a few minutes late, so that has alleviated some of the stress, but still, I want him there on time. I try my hardest to leave as early as possible to make that happen.

Again, it’s stress that I put on myself to get him there on time.

Then there is the traffic.

The traffic is AWFUL.

I take a back way and so do a lot of other people and we sit in a LONG line trying to get to the freeway. Last week in one of my mad rushes to get to school, on three different days, I had three different people bypass the line that I had been waiting in for twenty minutes, cut me off and jumped in line, in front of me.

I was so upset! I don’t understand why some people don’t follow rules and why some people think the rules just don’t apply to them.

Yes, I could cut people off and cut in line every single day and I would probably get Teddy to school earlier.

But, I don’t.

I wait in line. I wait my turn…even if it seems like it takes forever.

Last week as this woman cut me off, I found myself so upset. I honked my horn at her in frustration. Not very peaceful at all.

But, then a voice in my head said, “try to find peace. it’s not worth it.”

It wasn’t worth it. Was it worth letting some rude person ruin my day?

No.

Yes, she cut me off, yes, she got on the freeway before me. But, I was still going to be late. That didn’t matter.

My issue is and was with the fact that she didn’t care how her actions would affect me, or anyone else in line for that matter.

I could have let this small, selfish action of a stranger ruin my day.

But, the little voice in my head that said “try to find peace. It’s not worth it,” made sense.

It’s funny because ever since I had started this 31 day series, anytime I start to get worked up or stressed about something, Mr. Fancy says “try to find peace about this.” While it annoys me that he brings it up (ha!), he’s totally right. I’m pretty sure it was because of him that I heard that little voice in my head that morning.

It just wasn’t worth letting someone else ruin MY peace.

What about you? Does your commute to work or school cause your mornings to start off chaotic and stressful?

How do you find peace in those moments?

This is the 14th post in a 31 day series about Finding Peace. You can find all the posts in this series, here.