Road Trips

Why is it that the drive back seems to take twice as long as the drive there?
I’m so sick of being in the car right now, but I just realized upon returning home and smothering the doggies with kisses that we have to drive up to northwestern Indiana for Charlie’s dad’s wedding in one week. That means finding appropriate clothes to wear for both of us, getting a gift for a 63 year-old groom and a 54 year-old bride who probably have a blender and all the utensils they really need, and another 7 or so hours in the car . . . Sigh.

Monday it’s back to the grind. School, work. Work, school.

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