The Experiment

First day on the train! I'm conducting an experiment (see what I did there?) to see how what could become my new permanent commute will go.

After living in a big busy city for the last 8 years, I'm in the process of relocating to my new husband's tranquil and cozy hometown, about an hour west of where we currently live and work.

It's been a bit of a whirlwind...we decided to buy a house in this town to have a base for when we get my StepKids on alternating weekends. For the last few months, we've been tearing out of the city on Friday nights, and racing to our little haven, having to drag ourselves away on Sunday nights.

During the week, Husband and I live with my 4-year-old in our high-rise condo, close to downtown. Son goes to school on a school bus to his half-day kiddiegarden, then gets sent home to his grandma's house for a couple of hours until I can slither away from work and grab him...

One or two nights per week, Husband makes it out to The Town to have a visit with The Kids. It's been mostly good, the only pickle is that I'm kinda bloody tired. Not of Husband or Kids, or Co-Parents...just all the movement is starting to catch up with me.

In many respects I feel very lucky to be able to have two homes - seriously, did I just type that? That's mental. Yeah, two homes...I have a car...I have a job...my Son and Bonus Kids are wonderful and I love that I found all this love...but I need a nap. Or at least not so much activity.

But how do I do this? I can't quit my job, my son's school is here...Hmm... then a funny thing happened...

One day, we saw a sign that our favourite discount grocery store is planning to open here. Sign from the universe.

One day, we saw a sign that a second favourite cheapo store is going to open. 

One day my son's father said, "Oh, by the way, I'm moving to the town next to your Town." 

Husband and I were all, "Who moves to this town?" (this town that I'd pretty much never heard of prior to knowing Husband.)

Husband and I said, "Well, this is interesting...maybe it's time to move here..."

Now the small issue of what to do with Son and his schooling...I started up the Google machine and found a bilingual school he could attend, near his father's house, near my new train station, charging definitely not Big City fees.

This week is our experiment...Son is in new school, I'm taking the train and convincing my boss it's a good idea to let me come in at 8:45 and split by 4:15, and still take 90 minutes to go to the gym a couple of times a week.

My seatmate on the train today is a fellow about three times my size...he's taken his shoes off and I might be wrong but it's possible he's wearing a bathrobe...no mistake about the snoring though...I have to change seats.