Driving Ms. Jaha

Ok, now I have a tad bit of narcolepsy...I don't do well driving long distances, which is why I always have someone go with me. I'm exhausted today. I drove TO Winnsboro yesterday and then back again. For absolutely No Purpose. When I got there, I was told, "Hey, you're too late, you might as well go back to Charleston". I was flabbergasted. Let me take you on a journey of my morning, shall I?

- Got up at 6am, after going to bed at 3am (because of course I had to watch "The Big Idea" with Donny Deutch, and I missed the 10pm episode) and I had to make lunch for my daughter.
- Got my daughter up and ready for school, and of course unless I pay for before-school care, she can't go until 8 am, so I fixed her breakfast and she got dressed. I dropped her off at 8am, promptly.
-I begin my drive to Winnsboro (and of course this is where I was SUPPOSED to be AT 8am). However, even the school I work at knows that I can not get there until I drop my daughter off at school so why in the world would the state dept require me to be on the other side of the earth at 8 am when I'm a single parent? So inconsiderate.

Now, I'm driving..and usually I make sure I go to the library and get a book on cd to keep me company on long drives because it gets me so involved, my brain stays active and I don't drop to sleep listening to good music while driving. However, I'd just worked until 9 pm on Wednesday night teaching a continuing education night class after having taught high school students for a full day. But, Thursday night I kinda went to bed as soon as my head could touch the pillow and I suffice it to say, I didn't get to go to the library. I couldn't go Tuesday because I had to take my daughter to gymnastics and on Mondays I am not going anywhere other than my house after I pick up my child. So now that I've built you a backwards time line you can easily understand why I didn't go to the libary, lol. Or are these all excuses? Because unlike most people I live VERY close to the library...but realistically my body wouldn't let me do it.

So back to Friday...I'm driving and I am encouraging myself to stay awake and singing with the music (I am def not a morning person) so right about now I'm disgusted with how happy I sound. I stopped off at the rest area to take a small nap because my body could not be fooled that it was evening or a time other than it was with the sun, so refreshed from being off duty for a night was shining so bright with joy. And why am I driving to Winnsboro anyway when there's a master teacher in Hanahan? Ugh. All these thoughts flash through my mind before sleep drizzles down until it is silent. I am in bliss, car still running, doors locked, in case some strange disturbed person walks up to my car acting crazy, I can drive away (yes I know, not really practical, but I've convinced myself that I can drive after just opening my eyes to a situation I won't understand bc I've been unconscious.) After about 10 minutes, the phone rings..yes I know it's inevitable. It's one of my friends and she says I just called her which I know isn't possible because I am not a phone person and she KNOWS I'd never call her this early. While we are talking I scrounge in my purse for some change so I can get something out of the snack machines at the rest area. So while she's warbling on and on about her impending engagement that night I'm braving the cold for a Snickers (the only chocolate I'd ever eat...well other than peanut M&Ms) and I get there the Snickers are $1.50! I'd rather go to the convenience store when I get gas...and THAT's saying something bc they are already outrageous with their prices...but you know, I've noticed that since gas is dang near $3/gallon, they are being much more generous with their grocery prices... I guess it all comes down to profit over greed...if their groceries were as high as the gas is becoming, I suppose that'd just be plain greedy.

Anywho, now that someone is keeping me company I can drive. I'm back on the road!! Ironically after about 15 minutes, she hangs up and I troll my cell for someone else to call that I know won't be rushing me off the phone bc they're at work...I call someone else and keep driving..got my gas and my candi and snacks and here I go again..After 1000 hours I finally get to Winnsboro and the guy I'm there to see is at lunch...lol I just can't win for losing..so I wait another 30 mins and when he gets there he tells me to go home...oh joy. Now Los from The Poetry Show is calling and asking if I'm going to perform tonight...um no, I'm tired..and I am still in Winnsboro. I got back home at 2pm. You don't even wanna know what I did when I got here...