It's been quiet here because, I'll be honest, I don't have a lot to say that's positive. And given how tired I am of myself, I can't imagine anyone here wants to hear me ramble.
That said, I finally bit the bullet and signed eldest up for a behind the wheel thingamabob with an actual business. I'd gone through the rigamarole of getting the DMV to approve me to do it for him (because we homeschool), but OMG.
The boy does not want to drive. He does not want to drive with me. He does a little better with Dad. But for real, it's been pulling teeth to get his 45 hours. And every time I was like, "Let's go do a lesson and get you closer to taking the road test!" There were reasons. And extenuating circumstances. And...dude.
So this week, someone else is coming and collecting him and we're getting it done and a) he's actually enjoying it and b) it'll be done this week (!) and then he can run himself all over the world instead of me having to do it.
Woot!
I really don't get the "don't want to drive" thing. Back in my day (yes, that's said in a creaky old lady voice), I was chomping at the bit to get my license. We went to the DMV on my birthday so I could take the road test.
Ah, the good old days.
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