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She's sooo tired

The previous week caught up with me today. Yesterday was full of activity and I managed to get a lot of work done around here. Today? Not so much. My behind has been draggin’ all day long.

I may be among the few in this day and age who not only requires, but usually gets a solid eight hours of sleep at night. But summer is here and the lad is home with the screwiest work schedule I’ve ever seen. One day he works until nearly midnight and the next morning he has to be at work by 8:00...with a 20 minute commute. Needless to say there isn’t an 8 hour stretch in there for sleep. It’s been like that all week. My schedule has been more or less turned on its head.

I am so ready for a holiday tomorrow. After I fetch the lad home in a couple of hours, I’m going to crash and nobody had better knock on the front door or ring the phone until noon tomorrow. By that time, I should have the news read, a shower out of the way, two cups of coffee down the hatch, and a hummingbird or two watched. Then I’ll be approachable. That’s the goal, anyway.

That’s probably not how it’s going to work, though. Kids are exhausting.

Posted on 05/27/07 at 08:17 PM
 




cyn

Can you share a car with him?  Or could he carpool with someone?  That has to be difficult, I don’t envy you!!

United States   Posted by cyn on 05/27/07  at  08:41 PM





Kate

Last night quittin’ time turned out to be midnight again. It was supposed to be much earlier, but there was a large wedding party so one stays until the work is done. He had a 12 hour day.

Cyn, I’d be willing to share my car if the lad would just get his license. I don’t understand it, but he hasn’t the slightest bit of interest. His Dad and I have both told him he HAS to get his license this summer. We insist.

Carpooling doesn’t appear to be an option since none of his coworkers are from here.

Things might change a little bit next week. His boss gave him a raise and a promotion yesterday. He’ll be doing different work for the rest of the summer, most of it requiring a regular day schedule. He’s as happy as a clam. Loves working there.

United States   Posted by Kate on 05/28/07  at  12:41 PM





Linkmeister

He has no interest in getting a drivers license?

Tell him he’s not living up to the American teenage ideal.  George Lucas encapsuled this in American Graffiti; maybe you should rent it for him? wink

Which is not to say he’ll find Suzanne Somers in a red Corvette once he gets the license.

United States   Posted by Linkmeister on 05/28/07  at  01:20 PM





Kate

In 75 days he won’t be a teen anymore. I think he missed that boat. smile

But there is this lovely young woman with a white convertible who loves to chauffeur him around.

When I was nagging at him the other day about getting his license, he turned to me and said, “you’re the one who’s always telling me that people drive too much and we’re running out of oil. I’m not going to need a license in a few years.”

That’s an example of being rendered speechless.

United States   Posted by Kate on 05/28/07  at  02:23 PM





Linkmeister
But there is this lovely young woman with a white convertible who loves to chauffeur him around.

Hmm.  Maybe I’ll give up my car. wink

United States   Posted by Linkmeister on 05/28/07  at  05:24 PM





cyn

that has to be a first--parents insisting son get a license!!!  Hey, he may have a point--in a few years we will all be walking anyway.  Or riding horses (now that idea I LOVE).  He is amazing, but then the chauffer may be part of the reason........

United States   Posted by cyn on 05/30/07  at  08:59 PM





Kate

The pretty girl in the white convertible doesn’t do anything to encourage license acquisition, true enough. But he still wasn’t too interested before that. It’s just unAmerican I tells ya.

United States   Posted by Kate on 05/31/07  at  01:42 PM





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