So, my brother has moved down here, and part of his new gig is a company car. This means he is now leasing his car to me. After almost four months of taking the bus to work, I’m going to become another solo-driving jackass.

On the one hand, I no longer have that built-in time to write. It’s been great these past months to sit on the number 3 and get cracking. I’ll have to maintain that discipline and make sure that I write when I get up and when I get home.

On the other hand, it’s tough to beat getting home early enough that I can cook and sit down to eat with Anne like a regular person. That rocks. Plus the car is fun to drive.

We’re still going to dump Anne’s beast and get her a hybrid, and I might give the bus another shot when the express 3 starts up in June. But in the meantime, I’m hanging up the bus pass and getting behind the wheel.