Suburbia woes

I love living in the suburbs. It's odd, I know, since I'm in my late 20s, my husband and I are DINKs (double income no kids) and I love to go out to eat, see movies go to parties, etc. etc. Yet, I don't have any desire to live in the city. I love my burbs.

My home is bigger for less money than you could get in the city. It's peaceful. There are lots of trees and parks and grass everywhere you look. You rarely run into bums on the street. It's simple to navigate.

Now, here comes the "but".

There's so much I love about the suburbs, BUT... commuting sucks.

I have a great job in Toronto. I wouldn't want to work in the burbs because the same kind of work and opportunities are just not there. And most often, taking the GO train into work is a civilized, quiet ride.

Until there's a mishap. Like today. 2 hour delays on the GO train service and numerous cancellations.

Ugh.

And this is even before winter is here - when there's almost daily delays due to snow and ice, which you rarely find out about until you're standing on the platform, freezing your arse off while waiting for up to an hour for the next train to arrive.

I could ask my hubby to drive me into work today (thankfully he works shifts and just happens to be home right now)... but due to the delays, everybody and her brother is trying to drive to work. All on the Gardiner.

Sigh.

So, another frustrating day is beginning with disgruntled commuters being late for work. And I'm one of them.