Remember when I wrecked my car? Good times.
Well, last week we were informed it was a total loss–it was going to cost more to fix than it was worth so we picked up a check and are now on the hunt for a new car.
And by “on the hunt” I mean we haven’t started looking for a car yet because we’re too busy, but we look at other cars on the road all the time so we’re definitely “looking”.
It was horrible timing that on the last day of fall break, we finally get a check to go buy a new car.
So I’m back in school, Chris works on Saturdays, the state of Indiana won’t let you buy a car on Sundays, and I get to wake my kids up early every morning so Chris can take me to school.
We really need to go buy a car.
The drive to school each morning has been different. I do not like mornings. I don’t like to talk to anyone that early and I’ve been very lucky that I get ready and leave the house before anyone is up. My drive in is the only time all day that I’ll be by myself with just my thoughts. I need that time. Because when I walk in the building at 7:15 to the time I leave (anytime between 3:00 and 5:00), I’m always needed by someone. Kids, other teachers, a phone call, questions, meetings, throw up, a fight to break up. That’s my day. And I need that morning silence to be prepared for it.
But this week, I haven’t had that time. I’ve sat in the back of a minivan feeding Harper a bottle while reading books to Elliott in the dark. Not listening to NPR like normal. No silence. No moment to prepare for my day.
It’s not been ideal by any means, but it’s not been as bad as I thought it would be either. And seeing my babies before work has been nice. Especially that little Harper Kimery. She’s super-cute.
But we definitely need to go buy a car. ASAP.