All my bags are packed

I’m ready to go…

(I loved that song once.)

I booked an extra night at the hotel, just in case I’d end up visiting longer than expected. The idea of getting in the car at 6 p.m. (7 p.m. Ohio time) and driving for 7 hours doesn’t thrill me, so I’ll make a gametime decision on whether or not to stay over. If I do, I’ll hit the road back home as early as possible on Sunday morning, as I surely don’t want to miss seeing the Browns lose again.

I told Suzanne this week that while I’m bummed that Mavis or the Thriller can’t go with me tomorrow, I’ll likely use the alone time to think and plan and choreograph, which can be a good thing. I don’t mind the solitude.

What about you? Are you a quiet traveler, or do you like the company and conversation? Some people would lose their minds traveling alone, while others would play music or audio books and be perfectly contented on long trips. I can go both ways. I’ve driven solo to and from Florida, Missouri, Nebraska and Texas, and enjoyed it just fine. Then I’ve taken long road trips with the Thriller which were loads of fun, too. Meh. Matters not, I guess.

Unfortunately, the Finkmobile won’t be making the trip with me, either. While visiting the Js last night, #1 Son found a troubling issue under the hood, so off it goes to the carspital for a few days. As much as I love my car (a paid-off one, especially), I’m beginning to wonder if it isn’t time to at least consider thinking about trading it in for something that’s a bit more reliable, warrantied, and better in snow. Seems like no matter who we take the F-mobile to for repairs on a recurring problem with the airflow sensor (which negatively affects engine performance), they can’t figure out the fix.

Oh well. Those are thoughts for another day. On to the day at hand. Being up since 2:40 and jazzed up on café mocha oughta get me through just fine. Did I mention that I swore off the melatonin for a week to gauge its effects on my sleeping patterns? Well, I got my answer. It really does make a difference, but it seems like I’m either doing the wake-up-at-2 thing, or I’m so groggy and sleepy, it’s dang hard to slide out the bed in the morning. I want to smash my alarm, truly. So…good sleep and bad mood, or bad sleep and decent (artificially jacked-up) mood?

I think too much.


Just as I published this and looked at the date, I realized that today would have been my mother’s 74th birthday. It’s hard to imagine what she’d look like now, seeing as how she was 56 when she died, and to my recollection, very young-looking. Bizarre. We all miss her, that’s for sure.

3 thoughts on “All my bags are packed

  1. Mavis

    I’ll sure be thinking about you on this trip! I wish I could go. :-( Oh well, I know you’ll give the whole family my condolences and love.

    When I used to travel, I LOVED traveling alone. I could play my music as loud as I pleased, and even sing along. :D

    I was thinking the exact same thing this morning….Happy Birthday, Mother. We miss you.

  2. Suzanne

    I am like you. I love to travel alone but have had some great road trips with H and other people earlier in my traveling days in the US. So, meh.

    Y our mom would be pleased that you and Cheryl think of her often and miss her.

    XOXOXO Drive safe!!!!!

  3. RD

    Bummer about your car. So what’s your vehicle of travel going to be? I’ve traveled both alone and with others and am fine with either. If I have something that I really need to process internally, I love the solitude of a long period alone — not even any radio or CD player. But I also enjoy trips with others including the frau. We’ve had some wonderful trips together.

    My thoughts are with you as your remember your mother. I had the privilege of meeting her a few times — a lovely and gracious lady. I know she’d be very proud of you for the person you are and all you have accomplished will yet accomplish.

    Praying a safe journey for you, and a special time with extended family.


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