Our zone 4 home. London Bridge has just reopened, causing chaos on my commute. David works from home.
“You don’t have to be angry at the trains,” he said.
“I’ve been an hour late to and from work every day for a week. I am hungry and tired and sick of commuting,” I said.
“You’re overreacting,” he said.
“I hate TFL,” I said.
“Commuting isn’t so bad,” he said.
Six months later.
Our zone 4 home. The trains are running smoothly. David has begun a new job in Central London, requiring him to commute. It has been one day.
“I’m spending all weekend in bed,” he said.
“Why?” I said.
“Travelling is exhausting,” he said.