Driving the Mama Bus

The past few weeks have been a little crazy here.  Everyone is going in different directions all the time, so I have a lot of spontaneous shifts driving the Mama Bus worked into my usual teaching schedule.  I take this kidlet here.  I get that kidlet from there.  I take the next kidlet to another place.  La de da!  I underestimated this task of parenting, and I’ve been able to avoid it for a long time.  But, I fear, gone are the days of me going two or three days in a row without driving anywhere, which used to be a big perk of working at home:  never leaving home.  I’ve never been a person who likes to be out and about very much.  I’m quite happy if I can keep the trips away from home to one outing or less a day.  So, I’m trying to be friends with my heated seat (I love my heated seat!) and my steering wheel, and sometimes I’m succeeding in doing that without grouching.