Yes.  It’s true.  We have 2 vehicles at our home – and 3 people that live here.  Guess who gets the vehicles?  The Men.  Guess who is always stranded?  Yes.  Me.

I’m pretty independent and lucky for my guys I don’t need much help with anything – but they insist I stay at home ALL THE TIME – without as much as a “time out” or anything.  And this “independent” thing is getting old.  I mean – when you are that way – you don’t need to go anywhere very often and your needs are small – very easily satisfied, etc. etc.  But ONCE in a while I would like to use my car – without having to track down my eighteen year old son to do it!!

Once in a while they let me have my car and let me out for a few hours – wouldn’t want to spoil me or anything.  So I will be happily enjoying my freedom, doing a little shopping – chatting with a friend – and then I will get a frantic text or call from either my husband or son – (mostly my son) wondering WHERE I AM??  The nerve.  He keeps me on a very short leash.

So here I am again – trying to get my car to go to theater class – and Shawn has some flimsy excuse about being in school or something – and it’s like 20 degrees out there – so there is NO WAY I’m walking to get it!  No I will be late and that will be the best I can do today.  I do so love my car – and I miss it terribly – and when I finally get to use it – it smells like a guys locker room.  Nasty.

Just thought I’d share while I’m sitting here waiting…and WAITING.

Have a great day!

God Bless