Excuses, excuses

Excuses, excuses

When I was almost-car-free in my 20s, I used to ask my completely-car-free-almost-boyfriend what he’d do when he had kids. No need for a car, he’d respond. What about soccer practice? Groceries? etc. I had all the excuses lined up. And he had all the responses, and they were usually, ‘I won’t need one to … Continue reading