I was driving to work the other day, and I hit traffic right from the get-go.  Normally my 11-mile commute is quiet and uneventful, but occasionally there are a few small backups.  The first backup happened before I even left my town.  The second backup happened so far from any backup I've seen before, I wasn't sure what was even happening.  By the third backup, I should've just turned around and called it a day.  It's one thing if traffic and whatnot is part of your daily life.  But when there are several events that disrupt your day first thing in the morning, what's the point of continuing?  I should've just gone back home and taken a nap, then tried again later.  Or not at all.  It's not like this day was any more important than any other day.  Life's too short to sit around in traffic waiting to get to work.