I found a whole new motivation to sit at the computer and write. My oldest daughter got her learners permit today and is excited to get behind the wheel. I drove to the church parking lot and let her drive around for awhile. Then I let her drive the two blocks to our house. I think I aged twenty years in twenty minutes.
So I figure if I keep very busy writing and getting the latest story done, she'll have to get her dad to teach her. I keep my youth, the story gets done, and she gets to drive. As for her dad, he's already taught three kids, so I figure he's got it under control. The scariest thing is my son thinks he should get his the minute he turns fourteen next month. I don't know if I can handle two teenagers learning to drive. I may have to start coloring my hair.