I look in the mirror at the back seat and smile. A few years ago my daughter might have said that but not anymore. She’s driving herself to school now so she’s off the hook. I have to go alone...
I hate grocery shopping. I’m not great at cooking and meal planning so the grocery store holds little appeal. I often forget something I need, which means more trips. And sometimes I come home, look at all I bought, and think, Yeah, but what am I going to make for dinner?
