I wrote a bitchy post about having to help my two younger offspring get to work, but I deleted it. One has a truck, but I won't let her drive it, because it's not fully registered and it needs insurance. The other lost her license for failing to report an accident to DMV. That, and she doesn't have a car. They take the buses when they can. The buses leave something to be desired, but they don't cater directly to us and what we get is what we get.
I get up at 4:30-5 o'clock every morning of the week. My two days off? I have to get YD to the bus stop at 5:30 to catch the bus to her job. When I am working she rides down with me. MD needs to either get to the bus stop at 6:30AM or be picked up at work at 9PM depending on her schedule.
I was going to bitch about it because I commute for 3 people, 7 days a week.
My last sentence on that post was...Don't get me wrong, I am grateful that my daughters have jobs when there are families with no income. That stopped me in my tracks. What the hell do I have to bitch about at all???
We have a roof over our heads.
We have food on our table.
We have each other.
We have our health.
We are all working!
So...I am grateful that I have to commute for three people. I am grateful that my children are able to work and do work. I am grateful for ALL that I have. That includes all of you reading this, because if I wasn't writing that last post to complain to you, I would not have realized all that I have to be grateful for.
And to lighten up the mood even more...I give you Ziggy (next to Dante who makes THE Zigster look even smaller).