Commuter Blues? Don't think so.

So after driving nearly 1700 miles to get here, I've pretty much parked my car. Other than airport runs, the fabric store and grocery, my main mode of transportation has either been my bike or golf cart. And depending on what the destination is, determines the mode. Now when I go to the fitness center to get my ass kicked by a hot Qtip in Zumba class, I take my bike. Makes sense, right? And when it's sunset, the golf cart is the obvious choice, because I can drive and drink my wine, ruining what I accomplished in the morning, at the same time, can't do that on the bicycle, safely. Now today, I actually had to go and do a Jewelry Show, which is considered a job, right? I drove the golf cart for that, because, I had inventory to move. Not a bad way to commute. No traffic, no stoplights, everyone waves to one another, road rage doesn't exist, everybody is happy. I gotta say, I could get very used to this way of life. No...I already have.