Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Driving me crazy

Every day.

EVERY. SINGLE. DAY.

Some variation on the words "When I get my learner's permit" or "When I get my license" fall out of the Roo-girl's mouth.

And I have total hysterics.

For several reasons, really.

1) The idea of her on the road scares the ever-lovin' crapola outta me.

2) How can she be old enough to drive?

3) She won't need me any more.

4) MY BAYBEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Well, you get the idea. I dread this with a passion that stuns even me.

Until yesterday.

3:30 p.m. (text message): i was wondering if maybe u culd take me to (city 15 minutes from home) for little-kids-cheer-team practice at 5:30-7 :-)

*We will not speak here about spelling and txtspk. I have given up. At least she asked with a smiley face.*

I was, at the time, about 45 minutes away, in the middle of an interview (!) for a freelance writing job (!!!!!). I finished up with the guy (eyerollish story for another day) and drove home.

And got BACK in the car and drove her to the practice, where she could see her old coach and old friends. Since I somehow thought she had said 5:30 to 7:30 (undoubtedly due to my ancient vision and the smiley face next to the 7), I drove home. Sigh.

7:05 p.m. (phone call): Mom, I'm done. Can you come get me?

Uh. Ok. Oops.

7:20 p.m. (phone call while I'm still on the road): Mom, can I go to the movies with Lori? It's a 7:45 show. They'll pick me up.

They'll pick you up where???? At home?

Yeah. So I'll just hurry the heck up, thanks.

And, um, can I ask how you are planning to get home from the movie?

7:30 p.m. (sheepishly, in person, in the car): Well, um, can you pick us up after?

Sigh. Again. Which movie theater? Why, the inconvenient one, of course!

9:30 p.m. (phone call): Mom, we're done. Can you come get us?

Let us recap: Approximately every 90 to 120 minutes, I got in the car to drive her somewhere.

Wait. WHEN does she get her license again??

Can it be tomorrow?

11 comments:

Roger said...

That is one of the biggest things we are going to miss around here, once Andy goes to school - a third driver. Benjy doesn't turn 16 until October of 2010, so for at least 14 months, Jenni and I get to run around with various kids in tow. At least gas prices aren't too bad. :)

songbird's crazy world said...

been there, done that! roo and becca sound like 2 peas in a pod. Becca's taking the road test soon. then I can start worrying aobut her the same way I worry about Jen driving all over creation -- she's 18 and totally lacking in fear.

Tammy Howard said...

I had a day like that today and found myself wishing my 13 y/o could drive! (I'm sure that desire will be tempered a bit in 2 1/2 years...)

Joyce-Anne said...

I already drive all over creation, and mine are no where near being teenagers. You mean it gets worse?!

Pamela said...

then your heart will skip a beat every time she goes somewhere.

Suzanne said...

So, when is public transportation going to make it out to California? :D Hang in there, once she has that license, she'll gift you with another annoyance!

Kelley @ magnetoboldtoo said...

In Australia they don't get their license until 18.

And I have TWO teenage girls.

And Moo is not interested in getting her license cause then she will have to take turns being the designated driver when they go out cause the legal age for drinking is, you guessed it, 18.

So I am kinda happy that she has a boyfriend that is old enough to drive. Just don't mention the back seat. Please.

Nap Warden said...

This is so far away...and yet, I know it will be here in an instant.

LceeL said...

With the license will come the NEED for her own car. Because YOUR car will no longer be YOUR car. If she's not shut up in her room - she'll be out, somewhere, in YOUR car and then you'll have to call HER to pick YOU up to take YOU somewhere.

HalfAsstic.com said...

Janet, as the mother of a 19 year old that hauls ME around, let me just say that it is a beautiful thing. A driver's license, that is.

Janet said...

I'm already over all the driving thing. I say they should be able to drive as soon as they can reach the pedals.

 
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