What could be worse than enduring a bad soccer game . . .
Watching a good game in which your son is playing well . . .
And living ninety minutes away from every practice . . .
And having him play on multiple teams . . .
And watching gas hit 3.79 while you barely clear 25 mpg . . .
And handing the gas station guy your last twenty, knowing tomorrow you'll be right back here, watching him grin and snatch more money while you drive to soccer . . .
And having your boy love the game so much you know you won't be saving money anytime soon . . .
Even though your next book IS due soon . . .
And you are spending tons of time speaking . . .
And at each engagement you are offered decadent and tempting foods (see last post) . . .
And then you come home exhausted, to an empty tank, just in time for the next soccer practice . . .
What could be worse than that . . .
Lots.
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