Soccer?

After two weeks of my kids telling me that they do not want to play soccer, I had one tell me that he did want to. Of course he told me on the last day to register...and when I only had about fifteen minutes to get to Fort Covington. I quickly headed to my car and started the drive. Only thing was I forgot about Wade Lafrance road being closed. After a very nervous ten point turn I managed to get going back the direction I came from. I probably wouldn’t have wasted a whole two minutes turning around on the road if I was so scared of the deep ditches on either side of that road. Now I fought to do the speed limit all the way up River Road. Then Snye Road and up Drum Street. I just wanted to floor it up Drum Street as I glanced at the clock. I had eight minutes left by now. When I had about a mile to go before entering Fort Covington, I got stuck behind a manure truck traveling at a whopping speed of ten miles an hour. I finally arrived at the Soccer field at 6:55 but couldn’t pull in to park. There was about thirty cars all leaving at once so I had to wait until they all left to get through the narrow driveway. I had missed the person I needed to catch but managed to find out where to find him. The only thing was I had to wait over an hour to talk. I had no problem waiting but as I sat there my gas light came on. Not wanting to leave and miss my real final chance, I sat there hoping I could putter my way to the closest gas station afterwards. Two hours after starting my mission, my boy is all signed up for soccer!