Through a Glass, Darkly

Leslie gave me a blog award last week, and I have been a tiny bit busy and therefore haven’t done anything about it. Thanks, Leslie! I enjoy your blog as well. You are a fun and funny girl.

Have I told you that I am carpooling to work? I am! I am carpooling with a 6th grade Language Arts teacher. It’s so delightfully nerdy. We drink our coffee together. Sometimes we talk and sometimes we sit in silence. I brought vitamins and made her take them when she was sick. I enjoy the processing time with someone who knows the ins and outs of my school, and I feel like it means that I get some of those things out of my system instead of dumping them on Mike. Also, we are saving gas, money, and the environment. (The environment part was the most important thing to me until this weekend, when I saw gas for $4.99/gallon. Holy crap!) And don’t forget the part where we can use each other as an excuse to get out of things we don’t want to do. “Oh, I’m sorry. I carpool.”

I did not realize this, but carpooling is something that people value very highly, even if they don’t actually want to do it themselves. So many people have made positive and encouraging comments when they see us getting out of the car, or when it comes up in conversation. It’s a nice way to start the day. That’s right, we carpool. Aren’t you impressed with our planning and cooperation, as well as our gas savings? I hope that it is able to last, because I want to actually follow through on the things I say are important to me. If Mike is walking to school, well, at least I can carpool. Otherwise he’ll be completely insufferable.