This whole getting up to commute thing, while not that hard, is certainly different from the rest of the last year.  Working at home meant sleeping 'til nine and checking my email before doing anything fancy like getting dressed.  Now I get up, shower, eat some Cheerios, slap on some business casual and (in four minutes from right now) step out the door and get on the subway.  Arriving at work five minutes before I got up to do that other job.

I don't hate it, except for that very first minute after the alarm clock goes off.

Two minutes.

Tonight we go to the movies with friends.  Tomorrow is Friday.