Not ready to be a mom...

For the last couple of days I've had to take care of my brother. My parents went to the beach until tomorrow night. So, my brother is almost 17 and is going into his junior year of high school, he is on the water polo team and the link crew. He doesn't have his driver's license yet because he failed his test a little over a week ago. He will take it again on Thursday, I think. So for the last couple of days I have had to get him to his "hell week" for water polo. I'm not sure who the hell week is geared toward, the athlete or the person driving the athlete to two practices a day. I know when I was in sports I was sure that hell week was intended to test the athlete, but now, I think it's a test for the parent or whoever is driving. The first day I was up at 5:30am to get Cam to a 6:30am practice. The morning practice was only an hour so to pass the time I drove my car through the car wash, filled up my tank and went to Starbucks ( I don't like getting up that early). Then I picked him up, drove him back to our house, he showered and then I drove him back down to the school so that he could go to his link crew meeting at 9:00am. I came back home and tried to sleep, but that Starbucks coffee was still working so I talked to Darren and watched tv. Then Cam called and I drove down and picked him up. We sat around and he ate some lunch and relaxed before we had to go back to the school for his 5:30pm practice. I drove back to the house and then waited about an hour then drove back down to pick him up at 7:30pm. Then he wanted to go to a sandwich place for dinner so I drove him down the street to "Hoagies" purchased dinner and drove home. I was exhausted. But, my night was not over. I had to feed the dog and clean up a mess she made while I was out. She decided that her dry dog food was not enough and she went through the trash in the house spreading wrappers and stuff everywhere. So I finally went to sleep and thankfully Cameron's practice was later this morning. So, I woke up at 6:30 this morning to get Cameron to his 7:30 practice but he had a link crew meeting right after practice so thankfully I could go home and get a little more sleep, at least that was the plan. BUT, my car decided to make a funny noise and flash the "maintenance required" light, so I took it down the street to the shop that my parent's friends own and they looked at it and determined that it was probably my power steering. So I have to take it to a Honda place to get that fixed. So after I was informed that my car was safe to drive I drove back up the hill and crashed on the sofa. I talked to Darren and heard a knock on my door. So I get up and it's one of the men working on the house across the street, they are having their roof replaced, anyways their cell phones were not working up here and the people that own the house were not home and the workers needed to talk to their boss, so they borrowed my phone and then I came back in and called Darren again until I passed out on the couch for about an hour and then drove down to pick up my brother at 12:45, but he called me when I pulled into the parking lot at the school to tell me he was going to need another half hour so it was off to Starbucks again. Then I picked him up and came back home we relaxed and ate lunch then it was time to take him back for his evening practice at 5:30. I came back home and relaxed and fed the dog then went back down and picked him up and now I'm sitting here writing about my last two days, but I get to repeat the process in the morning, minus the link crew, he doesn't have that tomorrow (thank goodness!) Well, I'm glad my parents are coming back home tomorrow night cause I am really tired of this! I'm not ready to be the mom of a teenage boy! I mean he's involved in a lot and it's a 20 minute drive to the school from my house. So let's do the math 20 minutes to the school, 20 minutes back times 24 trips up and down the hill = 480 minutes of driving in 3 days. Oh and half a tank of gas. Whew!