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  • I never thought I’d be that person.

    It’s 4:15pm. I’ve just dropped Maya off at her music afterschool program. She has decided to skip track practice because “I’ve got hella homework.” At 3pm I picked Maceo up from his afterschool engineering class. At 3:30 we three are at the dining room table eating snacks and doing homework. Maceo and I are considering whether he should go to karate today or go to tomorrow. I fix a mason jar full of coffee and we three get back in the car. 4:15. Maya is out the car and before Maceo and I pull off we call Michael to see if he wants a ride home from work.

    I never thought I’d be that mom, with the hyper-scheduled kids and the ass indent in the driver’s seat of the station wagon. But I got a sabbatical from my academic job and though I’m supposed to be working on more publications and increased prestige, I decided to take a back seat and slip into the driver’s seat and shuttle everyone else around for awhile. This is my experiment.

    4:15pm. 29 Feb. I’m right when I’m supposed to be.
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