Mere Coincidence?

The current gig I’m on has me working away from home M-F.

I drive to a place about 95 miles from home on a Sunday, and return home Friday after work.

I’m put up at reasonable accommodations, so I can’t complain.

I’ve worked under considerably less convivial conditions elsewhere in the past.

Most of the commute is freeways, for which I’m grateful.

The drive is usually uneventful, and the level of traffic depends on whether there’s been an accident. Which is entirely unpredictable.