July 9, 2014

  • Comings and Goings

    I'd thought I was the bus before. Last year, with Seph in dance 4 days a week, and running the other two here and there, it seemed like I was the bus.

    Now I know I was wrong. I'd forgotten a key ingredient of the bus, which is now plain to see. The bus? It drops people off. It doesn't stop to chat and hang out a bit. It doesn't come in for iced tea while the kids play. The bus is transport only. I have four places to go today, and they're all bus stops, not iced tea sippin' time stops.

    At least I can be the bus. They're in for a surprise when they find out how bad I am at being the bank.