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So to begin, I never did make that reusable lunch bag. maybe this weekend. When you work full time in addition to being a wife and mother, you tend to compartmentalize your time and stuff like sewing and crafting are weekend things. Meaning you don't have time to do anything but chores during the week. Oh! I did find a job by the way. Around Thanksgiving. Directly across the frigging street from the job that laid me off last year. Yeah. Forgive my sentence fragments. I tend to think that way, at least today.

Anyway, one of the chores I had to do today was going to the courthouse to get tags and titles and such for 2 cars. Yes 2. Like we're the Rockefellers or something. More like we operate a used car lot in our front yard. About a month ago, our lovely 21, almost 22 year old daughter had a small subcompact car that she has had since she was 16 suddenly throw a rod through the engine block. That's it. Gone. Too expensive to repair. So for a week or so, we shuffled 3 drivers among 2 cars. Then we "helped" the 24 (25) year old buy a car so that freed up the car she was driving for the other child. Since then Dad found a great deal on yet another late model used car so we could eventually get rid of the older child's car that she has had since she was 16.

If this is confusing for you, just imagine how our insurance agent and tag office feel. So to make a long story not even really any shorter, we are now the owners of 5 cars for 4 drivers. Tags and insurance included. Let this be a cautionary tale for all you parents of small children out there. So I spent my afternoon after work on the phone with the insurance and at the courthouse transferring titles and buying tags. Which is why I don't have more hobbies. I can't afford them.