My life of the past two months is snuggled in the back of a too small station wagon, and I am surprised that enough stuff to fill a sixteen foot truck still awaits me in Missouri. Maggie and Molly are confused and anxious, wondering where we are off to now. Molly keeps following me around with her pink baby, asking with her milky brown eyes, "Where did George go?" (He's already been shipped off to Camp Michele, while Mike escorts us to Missouri) I've made them a nice seat, atop two dog beds, two feather pillows, and a comforter, but, like me, I imagine they will be squirming and wishing for it to be over within the first five hours of the eighteen hour drive.
I've got Nickled and Dimed, To Kill a Mockingbird, Harry Potter #5 (I know-I'm behind), The Time Patrol, Great Science Fiction Short Novels, A Civil Action, and an IPOD packed full of great driving songs, but I still wish it were tomorrow night and I was already there. We hope to hit the road in the next hour, so my next blog will probably be from Missouri.
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