Is everyone's life this crazy?

For the past year and a half or so, we've been a one-car family. Surprisingly, even living here in suburbia, where nothing is within walking distance, it hasn't been too much of a struggle. I take the seminarian to school on the days I need the car. Simple. Kind of reminds me of Laura and Rob Petrie.

But every now and then it's not so simple. For instance, today, when piano lessons and baseball practice coincided. We decided the boy could skip piano this one time. I could take him and Dad to the ballfield a little early, get the girl to piano, read on the teacher's living room couch for 30 minutes, then come, watch the end of practice, and go home for dinner.

But it's drizzling, and darkish, and the boy is still coughing a bit, and it seemed like an extra 45 minutes outside might not be the best thing. (Usually it takes quite a bit of rain to cancel practice.) So we thought we could all pile into the car, drive to piano, drop off the girl, take the boy to practice, go back and get the girl.... aaaahhhh!

None of these distances are all that big, but still.

The phone rang. It was the piano teacher, calling to cancel because of mild illness in her family. As I was checking the calendar for rescheduling, email from the baseball coach arrived. Practice is canceled due to the rain!

So we went from a super-packed early evening to an empty one. Dinner is all prepped (Thanks, Ms. B and B!). Think I'll go find some coffee and a book.