I find this rather torturous, but its not all H's fault, its mostly mine. Driving instruction has always been a bugaboo for me. I didn't even want to learn how to drive when I was 16.
Now, I understand that it only makes sense to learn to drive a manual transmission. H has even been fairly decent about it - only one "Oh my God". But all this rationale matters not at all when I'm in the driver's seat and find myself somehow needing an extra foot.
Worse part? The whole thing makes me cry. Yep. In front of H. Which upsets me... and makes me cry more.
Other than that, its raining and raining and raining. And there's a chance of flooding.
Kids are good. Well mostly anyway. S20 has so far wheedled me out of $85. D18 seems to be responding well to working like mad - 40+ hrs wkly at her factory job and then about 20 hrs wkly at a fast food-ish restaurant. S16A has a track meet today (if the rain stops). S16B has been entertaining himself at the expense of S16A because of S16A's procrastination and frustration with school projects.
JobA is good. Getting trained on some new things JobB is JobB.
Have a good weekend!
Me 46 H 56 M 22 yrs S22, D20, Twin Ss18
You teach people how to treat you by what you allow. What you stop. And what you reinforce. ~~~~~~~ A lack of boundaries invites a lack of respect.
