Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?

Like most parents, I wear many different hats on a daily basis. One of the most regularly worn is the one of Taxi Driver. A huge part of my weekly routine involves driving someone somewhere. Living in a large metropolitan city, that can easily translate to A LOT of driving before you know it.

One of the perks of living beside a business district. NOT.

In this house, there’s always someone who needs to be somewhere.

First there’s the getting them to school. My 14 year old catches the bus to and from but I need to drive H every day. On the map it looks quite close but unfortunately it’s a bit too far to walk. On a good day, we can get from home to school in just over 11 minutes. But on a bad one (which more often than not has been the case lately) it can be closer to 25 or 30, the last 15 minutes moving at a CRAWL. I can walk faster. It’s not uncommon for the whole round trip to add up to over an hour by the time I get back. And then you’ve got to go back at 3.00pm to pick them up! As I mentioned a while back, this won’t be for long – next year H starts high school and we can walk. Bliss!

Then there’s the after school stuff. Rugby training, karate, gym visits, dental appointments. Add to that Son #1 not having a drivers licence at present (long story for another time!) and you can understand why I get a little weary of negotiating the constant traffic jams that make up life here in the big smoke. I envy you girls in the country, I tell you!

Will someone hurry up & invent teleporting, please?
I get one night a week where I can luxuriate in the fact that I don’t need to go anywhere – and that night, my dear readers, is tonight. I have absolutely nothing planned. Other than slipping on my comfortable slippers, grabbing a spot on the lounge in our back room and enjoying a movie or downloaded TV on my laptop. The Blokes Wot Live Here will be in the other room watching either reality TV or Friday Night Footy. There’s only so many episodes of Operation Repo/Lock Up/Hardcore Pawn I can stomach in a week, you know what I mean?

I should remind them all more often that I’m allowed to have a life beyond driving them somewhere in the car. But not tonight. Tonight, I am all about enjoying a relaxing night IN. Bring that shit ON.

Do you drive your kids everywhere like I do? Or do they just drive you crazy in other ways?

4 responses to “Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?”

  1. Groovy Grandma Avatar
    Groovy Grandma

    You deserve a medal from them all – saying- I'm the best mother in the world!

  2. What Sarah Did Next Avatar

    This is why you're the Groovy Grandma – you say the nicest things! Thanks, Mum xx

  3. The Kids Are All Right Avatar

    I do not envy you! I get "over" driving when I have to do a couple of trips a day – to the next suburb. I am really lucky; we are very near a great train line that is 20 minutes from the city, and my teen gets herself to and from school, after-school activities and to weekend daytime social engagements, all on the train or by foot. I drive the little ones around a bit but my life does exist in a fairly small perimeter, so it;s pretty easy. I used to spend an hour each way each day going to work, most of that time at snail's pace – never again. I hope you enjoyed your night off. PS – I've never heard of those reality shows- they are NICHE.

  4. What Sarah Did Next Avatar

    I wish we didn't have to rely on the car so much but such is the trade off when you live in the city, I guess. At least next year with H we can walk to school.

    My night off was great, thanks! And those reality TV shows are probably on a channel you don't watch – 7Mate aka Bloke TV. It's on ALL THE FREAKING TIME here. *sigh*

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