True Confessions Thursday

Okay, so my confession this week? I actually kinda sorta don't mind sitting in the car line to pick up munchkin at school. I KNOW!

Last year I rarely had to pick up Breanna because she rode her bike or her BFF's mom picked the girls up. See she was picking up BFF's little brother and her neighbor's sons so she was already at the school anyway. Which really was nice in case it was raining at pick up time, the girls never had to ride bikes home in the rain.

Before that Breanna rode the bus to a different school for 2 years. Rezoning, who? So my last daily experience in the pick up line was when Breanna was in kindergarten. Which of course means my time was spent trying to keep a potty training toddler entertained in her car seat for a minimum of half an hour. Did you know a baby wipe will take blue ball point ink off leather Keds? Now ya' do. You're welcome.

So now, I sit for about half an hour ALONE in my car waiting to pick up my kindergartner. I could leave later, but I don't like to be stuck in the line on the main road. As the year goes on I will show up later and later. But I feel like I'm not usually doing anything else, and it makes my kiddo confident mommy will never forget her if I'm in the front half of the line. Except, part 2 of the confession, yestersday on early release day. Seriously, at exactly the time I thought I had an extra hour I realized it was Wednesday and I should be leaving, like right then. But don't worry I am NOT that mom that gets in line an hour before school is out, just to be first in line.

Have I mentioned I am blissfully alone to listen to any music in my car with no distractions? Bright and shiny objects, who? Can I tell you how many good books I've read so far this school year? Sometimes I call friends and family and talk, without having to yell at any little people who are begging for something, anything to get my attention away from the phone. Yes, they still do that at 9 years old.

Well, with that little tidbit, I have to go. I'm in the middle of a good mystery and my little one will be looking for me soon.

Anyone want to confess to actually enjoying something they routinely bitch about?

8 comments:

Wow that is cool. I used to clean out the glovebox or my purse. I even gave myself a manicure a time or two. Reading is great while waiting too.
I WAS never at the front of the line either...what nerds. :)
My confession? I love to organize. I know, don't hate. It just makes me giddy. ;)

September 25, 2008 at 3:25 PM  

Hmmm, I kind of like that too. Waiting there, no one bothering me. Sometimes I see people I know and I pretend that I don't so I can just sit and read or crochet and enjoy the solitude. I used to have this time when I was waiting at the skating rink during LIzzie's lessons, but now I know other moms and it's rude if I don't sit and talk to them. I enjoy getting to know them, but I miss my solitude. I guess that's my confesssion.

September 25, 2008 at 3:52 PM  

My confession - going to my Princess' soccer practice. Dude is old enough to hang out and play with his friends who are also there during her practice. This leaves me free to - do whatever! I can sit and watch without talking to anyone . . . I can enjoy adult conversations with the other moms . . . I can do laps on the track.

I hate going, but I love being there :-)

September 25, 2008 at 4:03 PM  

I am all about my ALONE TIME...just ask Scott. He is such a sweetie and gives me a lot of it.

The baby wipes are great at taking stains out of carpet too...

I thought you were starting work today...Am I confused again?

September 25, 2008 at 4:20 PM  

Ohhhhhhhhhh, so that's what those nutty parents at the front of the line do all that time. I was wondering.

Now it sounds like fun.

My confession? I'm all alone in a hotel room tonight and I am in HEAVEN!!!!!

September 26, 2008 at 1:45 AM  

I used to use that time for a little nap.

September 26, 2008 at 11:53 AM  

I'm done with the pick up line now that they ride the bus home but I, too, sort of enjoyed the wait. I read, listened to the radio, talked on the phone, made lists (glorious LISTS!), and plucked my eyebrows. :)

September 26, 2008 at 1:04 PM  

Holy-Yes-Ville! I agree! This year I'm pulling up at release time but last year one got out at 3:00 and the other at 3:15 -- I'd get there early and read, sodoku, nap?

Or, listen to Ellen on the radio! Peaceful time!

;-D

October 1, 2008 at 4:02 PM  

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