Some of you might have remembered me mentioning taking a solo road trip to my sister's house in North Carolina. I was supposed to have left early this past Saturday and spent the majority of the week there, and then come home with a dog that her friend wanted to give me. Well, on February 25, I got in a wreck and smashed up part of my truck; I do have the truck back now, good as new, but we had to pay out a $500 deductible until when/if the insurance companies decide to find the other guy at fault and pay us back. While my Mom said that we still have the money for gas to send me, if I wanted to go, I'm not feeling to hot about driving ten hours just yet, not after what happened. We looked into buses/trains/airlines for a while, and when we mentioned this to my sister, she complained that if I flew in how I was planning, she'd "Have to drive a whole hour to come get you at that airport!"
But . . . it's ok for *me* to drive 10+ ?
My Dad thought about it, and called her up, and said that since I wasn't going to drive up (He completely understands me being skittish about being behind the wheel now), that he would send her the money instead, and she could drive down and visit us. She told him that she's just too tired to do that, and besides, her kids have soccer games on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday.
Earlier in the week, I'd called her with a suggestion of my own. Instead of visiting this week, we could send her some money and she could drive down the first week of May. My Patient Care Assistant class is graduating sometime that week, and we're all going to wear white and walk the stage so our instructor can pin us, the whole shebang. Her answer?
"Well, that probably won't work out. One of the boys has his soccer tournament that week."
You know what . . . I have nothing against kids being in sports. But her kids have been doing these little hometown soccer things for over ten years, since they've been old enough to walk, twice each year. Anytime we want to call, or plan anything, there's a damn soccer game or tournament, or a music activity, or a church program that's so much more important. In a way, I'm relieved I didn't go up there this week, if I take that little priority to her. She keeps saying "Well, you can still come. All you have to do is put the key in your truck and drive!" And just so you know, I'm not avoiding driving altogether, I've been taking myself to school and clinicals all week without event, and ran a few errands this weekend. I just don't feel good about driving for that long, alone, on an interstate.
UGH! Thoughts? Heaven forbid I ever meet someone and plan my wedding on a soccer weekend . . .
But . . . it's ok for *me* to drive 10+ ?
My Dad thought about it, and called her up, and said that since I wasn't going to drive up (He completely understands me being skittish about being behind the wheel now), that he would send her the money instead, and she could drive down and visit us. She told him that she's just too tired to do that, and besides, her kids have soccer games on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday.
Earlier in the week, I'd called her with a suggestion of my own. Instead of visiting this week, we could send her some money and she could drive down the first week of May. My Patient Care Assistant class is graduating sometime that week, and we're all going to wear white and walk the stage so our instructor can pin us, the whole shebang. Her answer?
"Well, that probably won't work out. One of the boys has his soccer tournament that week."
You know what . . . I have nothing against kids being in sports. But her kids have been doing these little hometown soccer things for over ten years, since they've been old enough to walk, twice each year. Anytime we want to call, or plan anything, there's a damn soccer game or tournament, or a music activity, or a church program that's so much more important. In a way, I'm relieved I didn't go up there this week, if I take that little priority to her. She keeps saying "Well, you can still come. All you have to do is put the key in your truck and drive!" And just so you know, I'm not avoiding driving altogether, I've been taking myself to school and clinicals all week without event, and ran a few errands this weekend. I just don't feel good about driving for that long, alone, on an interstate.
UGH! Thoughts? Heaven forbid I ever meet someone and plan my wedding on a soccer weekend . . .
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