Two Cars in a Family of Three Drivers

Two Cars in a Family of Three Drivers

Ever have to figure out who gets a car when you're one short for each driver?

My family has the philosophy of "you only need one less car than the amount of drivers in a family." This makes sense for families that don't always have drivers in the house, like mine. In my family, my dad, sister, and I drive, and not my mom. This means that when I am home from college, my sister and I share a car, and that was only after she graduated college and came home to work. Before that, all three of us had to fight for the keys to my dad's car. We didn't have the luxury of driving to high school when we were younger, even though we've had our driver's licenses since. So when I come home, there's always an amount of struggle for logistics when all three of us need a car to go places. The main points to win a car for the time of day would be dependent on: importance, time, and distance. Otherwise, I need to find a ride.


If I want to take a car for a certain amount of time, it needs to be for a good reason. I have to be going somewhere where I can't get a ride. The main things I get a car for would be for religious activities. If it is school involved, aside from extracurricular activities, I have to have some reason why I couldn't get a ride earlier on before figuring out who can give up their car for me. However, a lot of times, especially when I'm home on break, I will use the excuse that my mom needs to go somewhere to shop, usually for groceries. However, most if not all the time, it backfires and I end up chauffeuring my mom around all day to different stores. There are some cases where I need to use a car for its utility. My dad has an SUV, so if I needed to transport something big, I would need to take my dad's car. Otherwise, I most likely have to duke it out with my sister for our car.


My dad and sister work, so they of course need transportation to their respective occupations. So if, during the workweek, I need a car, I have to make sure that I drop off and pick up whoever's car I'm for that day, assuming I get said car. However, during the weekend, I have to debate with the other two to see who needs a car for said times, especially since we all want to go do things with our friends. I can't exactly debate taking a car from my dad to go hang out with friends, so I usually have to figure things out logistically with my sister. She understands that I can't always ask for a ride from them, so we try to schedule things between each other. That being said, when we both have plans at the same time, importance and distance come into play.


If I need a car to go back to campus (Virginia Commonwealth University) for a certain amount of time, usually for the weekend, I have to make sure that one of the two cars is free, which is usually a rare occasion. However, when I need to go further than a half hour away to be somewhere, if important enough, I will usually be able to take a car compared to somewhere within a half hour. In that case, I usually get a ride to and from, or I have to get dropped off by someone and find my way back.

As you can tell, the three categories work in tandem with each other, making things even more complicated. However, you can't exactly figure out one without bringing up the other. Most of the time I figure things out with my sister, but there are definitely times where all three of us need a car. Usually, whoever doesn't have as important of a need will either be dropped off by the others or will find a ride. Then after that, whoever needs to travel further distance will take the more fuel efficient car, or whoever needs the SUV for utility will take the SUV, even if they need to go further distance. Then depending on time, whoever is free more during the day has to either pick up the stranded (meaning without a car) person or tend to my mom's needs to go places. All in all, having a car for each of us drivers would be ideal, but we're not there yet financially, so we make the two cars for the three of us work.

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To The Girl Struggling With Her Body Image

It's not about the size of your jeans, but the size of your heart, soul, and spirit.


To the girl struggling with her body image,

You are more than the number on the scale. You are more than the number on your jeans and dresses. You are way more than the number of pounds you've gained or lost in whatever amount of time.

Weight is defined as the quantity of matter contained by a body or object. Weight does not define your self-worth, ambition or potential.

So many girls strive for validation through the various numbers associated with body image and it's really so sad seeing such beautiful, incredible women become discouraged over a few numbers that don't measure anything of true significance.

Yes, it is important to live a healthy lifestyle. Yes, it is important to take care of yourself. However, taking care of yourself includes your mental health as well. Neglecting either your mental or physical health will inflict problems on the other. It's very easy to get caught up in the idea that you're too heavy or too thin, which results in you possibly mistreating your body in some way.

Your body is your special, beautiful temple. It harbors all of your thoughts, feelings, characteristics, and ideas. Without it, you wouldn't be you. If you so wish to change it in a healthy way, then, by all means, go ahead. With that being said, don't make changes to impress or please someone else. You are the only person who is in charge of your body. No one else has the right to tell you whether or not your body is good enough. If you don't satisfy their standards, then you don't need that sort of negative influence in your life. That sort of manipulation and control is extremely unhealthy in its own regard.

Do not hold back on things you love or want to do because of how you interpret your body. You are enough. You are more than enough. You are more than your exterior. You are your inner being, your spirit. A smile and confidence are the most beautiful things you can wear.

It's not about the size of your jeans. It's about the size of your mind and heart. Embrace your body, observe and adore every curve, bone and stretch mark. Wear what makes you feel happy and comfortable in your own skin. Do your hair and makeup (or don't do either) to your heart's desire. Wear the crop top you've been eyeing up in that store window. Want a bikini body? Put a bikini on your body, simple.

So, as hard as it may seem sometimes, understand that the number on the scale doesn't measure the amount or significance of your contributions to this world. Just because that dress doesn't fit you like you had hoped doesn't mean that you're any less of a person.

Love your body, and your body will love you right back.

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If I could speak to my anxiety, here is what I'd say.



You have controlled my life for way too long.

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There is no use for you, and you should be ashamed for making me feel sick, nervous, fearful, not good enough.

You have been a little monster, harboring inside of me for my whole life.

Whispering "You can't do that" in my ear when I dare to get out of my comfort zone.

You don't control me.

I am fully capable of doing great things and living without you.

I have a wonderful support system of people who believe in me and help me crush you every day as you deserve.

I will be brave, be bold, enjoy life more.

This is me saying "Sayonara Anxiety."

You don't control me.

I am going to take my life back from your filthy grip.

I am going to live the life I've dreamt of.

I am going to be adventurous and take risks.

I am going to be myself.

You don't control me.

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