So I get up in the morning to make us both coffee and then drive my son to the train station to save him some time getting to work in the morning. He's supposed to be in by 9. I promised myself I was not going to reproduce high school by dragging him out of bed late each morning.

Today he wasn't up at 8:10 and its a 35 minute ride on the train to work... I've been up since 7:45 to get ready. I went down and firmly woke him up and told him he couldn't live with me if he wasn't going to be getting up in the morning to go to work. Now he's up taking a bath. yes a bath in the morning. We won't be out of here for another half an hour at least.

I feel trapped in a life I didn't choose. I told him I get up in the morning to drive him to the train station and I don't like hanging around all morning waiting for him to get up and get ready. Otherwise I could just sleep in.

My days have so much anxiety. And there is so little to fill them except the daily minutia of life that cause intense anxiety every working day.