I'm driving from Denver to eastern Iowa. This is not something anyone would ever want to do in late January. I guess it is something you do for a funeral.
Today it was so windy I was dodging tumbleweed all day and hoping not to dodge a huge truck as it blew over.
As it got dark, I decided that I really needed to stop and get a room and a big burger and watch some football. (and some wifi and my laptop)
I will hit it again tomorrow; I think I have about another 10 hours to drive. Of course, that estimate doesn't include snow. Which it is supposed to do tomorrow.
I so don't want to do this.
But it really doesn't matter if I want to or not. I will just keep putting one mile after another and do what I am supposed to be doing (I hope). I will see my sister tomorrow and that will be wonderful.
I really appreciate your nice thoughts today. They carried me through... really. Thank you.
The last time I was in Iowa was the day my father died. I have had many feelings that I had not expected. I sure do appreciate my cell phone and friends to call and who call me. I even had a friend who called me every time someone scored in the Colts / Jets game today. Yay for friends. And you. Thank you.
(And thank you Verizon, there really IS a map for that)