As of today, I’m back to commuting on the bike. My wife is back in town and is taking Monkey to get her stitches out, so no more cone for her and no more doggie daycare for Green Bean. Sure, I was only driving for a week, but it felt like much longer. Dallas traffic makes my blood pressure go up. If I drove every day, I’m sure I’d end up going postal at some point. Fresh air makes everything better.