And then he said, "Let's start Monday. I'll be at your house at 7:15."
Well played, Jeremy. Well played.
We've been carpooling for two months. But honestly, aside from some initial awkwardness, it hasn't been all bad. And I'm now a fountain of adult knowledge and life experience. Here are five profound things I have learned from carpooling:
- I know this math is going to be a little complex, but it turns out that when you only drive half the time, you spend half as much on gas. For reals.
- The carpool lane, or the "party lane" as Jeremy likes to call it, really is a party. Balloons. Confetti. It's pretty magical.
- On days when it doesn't work to carpool, I sing really loudly to make up for the days when I have to silence my soul and chat instead of singing my heart out.
- When someone else is driving, you can take a nap.
- And finally, when you chat with someone for over an hour a day, you pick up really valuable information like a detailed description of how to change your oil, and one hundred and twenty-five reasons to buy an iPad, and two hundred reasons why I should own a smart phone.
I'm moving to Portland in July, and I'm actually sad that I won't be carpooling anymore. No more naps. No more party lane. No more defensive conversations where I once again justify not owning a smartphone. J and I have a nice routine.
Though it will be nice to once again be able to shamelessly sing in my car on a daily basis. In fact, I think I'll create my "Songs to Sing to While Driving" playlist right now. I'm looking at you Celine.