I told myself I wasn't going to write a whiny post about driving Max at 6:45 every morning EVEN on days when I don't work.

And I wasn't going to lament about the number of hours I spend on the freeway going back and forth between Abby and Langley.











Turns out, I have nothing else to say.

Three things I'm thankful for:
1. They both have jobs.
2. I have a new book to read.
3. After I take him to Andrew's at 6:45 I can and will go back to bed.

Shalom,