Mine is a ~25 minute drive in non-downtown city traffic. Having done friends' 30 minute by interstate commutes a couple of times, I much prefer the stoplights and idiots of my commute to their 70 mph and idiots. Plus, my alternate routes ? Take about the same amount of time, whereas theirs turn into these incredible hourplus slogs.

about 5 pairs of my shoes live near my bedroom door. the rest of the casual shoes live in one closet in a combo of hanging storage and boxes, dress shoes live in the other closet in boxes.

I'm about an hour from when I step on the train to when I step into my office. I'm OK with that most days.

My commute is about 20 minutes, one way. That will chage a bit when we move to Ypsi and Em starts school.

During my trip to Atlanta, I got caught in the tail end of the Baltimore to DC rush hour. It was not pleasant. At all. Otherwise, I was able to avoid any major traffic snarls (including Atlanta, thankfully - I can see why people say that driving in that rush hour is of the suck).

I'm about an hour from when I step on the train to when I step into my office. I'm OK with that most days.

Is that if you take the shuttle from North Station, or if you walk?

Where I used to live, and where our office used to be, it'd take me 25 minutes to get from my Wicker Park appt. to work in downtown Evanston. Nice comfy Metra train, and I'd always get a good seat.

I can still take Metra, but it involves a shitload of walking. And maybe a bus. The less-comfy CTA trains can be faster, depending....

eta: Also, I can't read or web-surf on CTA trains without getting nauseous.

Anyone know how long LJ's temporary lockout is when you've typed your password wrong three times in a row?

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Is that if you take the shuttle from North Station, or if you walk?

Both, oddly enough. I don't save much time at all when I take the shuttle. Which is one reason why I prefer walking.

I get a lot of school reading done on the train during the semester, so I don't begrudge that time... I'd have to hole up and read at home otherwise.

The girl with the shoes or the one who doesn't put them away.

I've always been the girl that doesn't put things away. It's why I need such a big bed--I can leave stuff on it for days and not interfere with my sleeping comfort. Which cracks my ER ride up to no end.

My commute before this one was 45 minutes there, up to an hour and a half back--over 70 miles. Now it's four miles round trip, and most of the time is taken up walking the three-odd blocks from the parking structure to the office building.

The long drive had the advantage of me being able to listen to a bunch of podcasts and/or books on tape. But that was in no way worth it.

Wore one of those many pairs of high heeled black sandals, which was silly since I have a doctor's appointment, and I usually walk to it. But I do have a co-worker who does her inter-building walking in stilettos. I will have to channel her big-time.