There will always be traffic

I used to be one of those people who enjoyed sitting in traffic. Usually because I always left so early and wasn't in any rush and I'm always listening to something good . I now despise it, and I only commute two to three days a week. I don't hate it while I'm sitting there. I hate it when my alarm goes off and I have to get up early because I know the traffic will be waiting for me. Last night with no traffic it took me 26 minutes to get home. This morning with traffic it took me one hour twenty-six minutes to get to work. There is something seriously wrong. I'm going to crack soon.