One good thing about having a baby in 2013 is that then I think I will get a car too. I don't think I could have a baby and still take the bus all the time. It's way too dysfunctional. Today was particularly dumb. I missed my bus (which by the way has happened a total of one other time in two years at my current job) home by like two seconds, and as I was standing there slumped at the bus stop, watching the #70 drive away, debating between going back to work or standing in the cold for an hour, two teenage girls pulled up and offered me a ride. I took it, of course. It was like a Christmas miracle. Right there in the back of that cigarette smoke/car freshner-smelling Buick, chatting with two sisters... one works at a dry cleaners, and the other works at Menard's. My very own Christmas miracle.
Will I ever get my act together? It seems unlikely.