Vroom, Vroom

Lately, I’ve been taking Troy on car rides after I pick him up from daycare. I call them our “adventures.” There’s never a specific destination. We just get in the car and go wherever the wind takes us. It’s always somewhere different, so we can see new things each day. But normally we head in the direction of Denton. Troy usually lasts for about 10-15 minutes before he goes to sleep. But that’s okay. It’s not about what we’re doing. It’s about spending time together. The nap is just a bonus!

But I did realize something else about the adventures. I am dealing with an unhealthy amount of stress at work right now. It’s gotten so bad, I’ve come home with a migraine every day for the last week. I hate being there, and I dread getting up and knowing I have to go back each day. Home should be a solace for me; a place of peace and calm. But with the last eight months of our lives disrupted and torn apart by the never ending construction, it’s not. And I have added stress knowing that I have to deal with a contractor that won’t finish the job. I have to constantly chase him around, convincing him that there are still things that need addressing and that they’re his fault. It’s gotten to be where I hate being at home too. The only place and time I find peace is in the car with my son on an adventure. We can both relax, put all of our cares aside, and just be. And then...one of takes a nap. I cherish this time with my son far more than anyone will know.