Only Child Syndrome

I like to think that I'm not a typical only child. But these last few days have made me realize that I do not share well. The HUSband's car is in the shop and we're having to share my car. This is the second day in a row that he's ridden with me during my commute and then takes the car on to his work. I miss my private time listening to NPR and eating my bagel and banana. I miss my passenger seat where I can put all my stuff for the day.

Definitely looking forward to Yoga tonight.