The trip is going well. I'm fighting my dislike of it, and I'm mostly enjoying it. We still have our moments when he thinks I'm ignoring his directions, and I remind him I have to drive in the real world. And he complains that he told me to go to the middle lane for a reason (as a BMW swerves to avoid a collision -- thankfully -- between deer and other traffic hazards, yesterday was mildly harrowing).
One friend we'd hoped to see on this trip died last week. Another friend I'd hoped to see had to make a trip to Missouri for a family meeting on her mother's declining health. My friend's husband's mother just died last month. It's a rough time for their family. Death of a parent is something we've all had to deal with or will have to deal with, but that doesn't make it any easier.
I'm trying to get a short story going. I've brought PBOTL to type in, but I don't plan to work on it until we get stationary in Harrisburg. I have blank worksheets to play with planning for a potential Granite Hill series.
We're in Morristown, TN, this morning. Laundry is in the dryer down the hall. Mr. L is working on trip planning. I'm catching up on sundry items in the room. I still don't have an idea for the "Tech Stuff" post due this Friday. Other than that, my blog posts are set up for the duration of the trip.
I have some writing ideas, but they aren't gelling into coherent stories. I'm doing some reading. I'm so far behind in that area.
My weight is up about 14 pounds from my previous low. I need to reverse this trend and resume a downward trend. I'm experiencing various levels of dissatisfaction and lot of personal churn. On the bright side, my mom and dad seem to be doing well, and I'm thankful for that. Have a wonderful week.
3 comments:
Glad to hear about your parents. Sorry parts of the trip are a drag. Hope you're able to submit to the writers group anthology!
It sounds like you're having some fun in spite of yourself and the circumstances. I'm sorry about your friends. How much longer are y'all away?
Another week.
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