HA! My husband was just grumbling this morning that he was going to have to park a mile away because he was leaving the house so late--it was (you guessed it) 5:45 a.m.
Oh, *wow*. Is it bad that we just made an offer on a house, um, 49 miles away from my husband's workplace in the DC area? Perhaps we'll just be able to see him on weekends... Eek.
Don't worry. You'll get used to the commute. You just won't miss it when you leave.