October 04, 2005

Yes, I'm late.

And yes, it's stressful.

I am just about ready to admit defeat and say that if the $5 per day we save in gasoline costs by driving together means being late to work every single day, then it is simply not worth the incredible toll it takes on my usual sunny demeanor.

I mean, sure, if you could see all the tiny little bursting aneurisms in my brain on television, it might be worth it, but otherwise, I think I'd just rather shell out the extra bucks and not have to endure it.

Posted by Terry Oglesby at October 4, 2005 08:58 AM
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I thought you were made of sterner stuff. I figured you to be good for at least another month.

Posted by: Larry Anderson at October 4, 2005 09:23 AM

The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at October 4, 2005 09:34 AM

Sounds to me like the flesh is fine, but the spirit needs to take a chill.

I live with perennially late, myself. It takes it toll.

Posted by: Janis at October 4, 2005 09:39 AM

Can you convince Miss Reba to let you drive yourself

to work & then she drives herself to her work??

Just a thought...

Posted by: Sine Nomine at October 4, 2005 09:40 AM

The mind is willing but the wallet is weak.
[and I do know about a weak wallet]

You may want to "ease" into it by carpooling on Monday and Friday, then drive solo Tues-Thurs. Hopefully you can prepare everything on Sunday night so that the assembling (and departure) of commuters can go smoothly Monday morning.
Aneurisms would only have to be endured for one day, with a whole weekend to recover.

Posted by: MarcV at October 4, 2005 09:40 AM

Janis--if anything, they're both weak, but the fistful of pills I take every morning aren't for my brain, but for my unkempt body.

HEY, Sine Nomine! A new commentor! Well, see, the way we started out the year was her taking everyone to school herself. She said she'd do it, so it was fine by me.

Now that we carpool (except on alternate Wednesdays when I have an early meeting, and we used to not on Mondays because she had class), it's like she and Oldest have decided that it's okay to leave late. I think my displeasure was palpable this morning, because Reba asked if I had my Wednesday meeting tomorrow. I said no, and she said "I bet you wish you did."

What could I say? "You better believe it." We've either got to both leave on time, or I'm going to leave on time and take whichever kids are ready to leave for school.

But I'm done being late.

At least avoidably late. We could leave with time to spare if everyone would get their butts in gear and get ready, but no one seems to really care except me.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at October 4, 2005 10:00 AM

Hey, it's not just you. My wife & I have been taking separate vehicles to church for years. And, it seems the more it irritates the male party, the slower the female party moves! [Not trying to get a male/female argument going; just pointing out a difference in perspective re punctuality.]

Posted by: BillW at October 4, 2005 11:58 AM

Well, it's not always the ladies who are late, Bill--I know I've got at least a couple readers of the female persuasion who are the untardy ones.

As for driving to church in separate vehicles, the parents of my lovely wife did that many times over the years, due to the chronic lateness of Grandmom and her daughter. Then again, they used to only live a mile from the building.

Posted by: Terry Oglesby at October 4, 2005 12:14 PM