IM widow's type of math

Here's the deal.  Justin is in charge of taking our youngest to his nanny in the morning.  He has done this for as long as I can remember because he works in Plano, where the nanny is located.  I work from home, meaning I don't have an office to go to or a commute to suffer through in the mornings.  It is, take that back, WAS awesome-  Until IM training began.

Now, 3 days a week I have to get up in the morning and drive my youngest to the nanny's house, in Plano. I do this because Justin gets up and goes to his Master Swim class 3 days a week.  You are probably thinking that's not too bad, and I should just get my lazy butt out of bed and drive him there and stop complaining (because I am a supportive IM widow).  But, let me throw these numbers out to you and see what you think:

22- the distance in miles from our house to the Nanny's house in Plano
44- the round trip distance in miles I drive when I have to drop Jake off in the morning
132- the number of miles EXTRA I am driving a week when I have to drop Jake off in the morning
23.10- the price it costs me in gas to drive Jake to the nanny's 3 days a week
4.5 - the number of extra hours I am spending in a car  weekly getting my son to his caretaker's

So all this doesn't sound so bad, does it.  Oh, but wait and take a look at these numbers:

528- the number of extra miles I am driving a month
92.40- the price it costs me in gas to drive my son to Plano
18 - the number of extra hours I am spending in a car a month because of training

I could even shock you more by adding in toll expenses, but I won't do that- probably because I am afraid if I figure that out I will not be a happy camper this evening, or the next, or the next, or the next.....


So that Justin can go to his Master swim class to help with his swim portion of his training, I am sacrificing about 144 hours of my life this year to being spent in a car and almost $740 in gas for the next 8 months of training.  By the way- $740 can go a long way towards a cute summer wardrobe at Nordstroms!


But, until training is over, this is something I am just going to have to learn to live with.  Thank you for allowing me to vent!