The way that I can tell that I'm about to fall asleep is when I start having a series of different thoughts that are very loosely connected and won't be able to recall thought one when I'm onto thought two. As it turns out, this is also a very good way to determine when one is no longer fit to drive... that coupled with the road signs that I was hallucinating was enough to convince me that it was time to give up the driver's seat to Colby.
We're finally in MI now, after a rather stupidly planned out trip. Though, there's one thing you should know about Colby and me before you judge our trip planning skillz: despite Colby being an old man (as he celebrated the big two three last Wednesday), we are both still young enough such that we're invicible. I've heard that this invincibility fades when you have kids, but I guess we'll have to wait and see. ;) But all proclamations of superpowers aside, we made the decision to drive from Austin, TX to Stockbridge, MI (which is midway between Lansing and that lesser town of Ann Arbor and the town where Colby (mostly) grew up :P) WITHOUT STOPPING. I'll repeat that because I've been told that anything worth saying bears repeating at least twice: we decided to make a 1400 mile drive across the country with not one stop over at a place of lodging and only one real meal break. We started at 530PM central time yesterday and we're currently about an hour out from Colby's house. We've made pit stops along the way, mostly to get gas and change drivers, but we're never doing this again. The plan for the drive back is to take our time and check out the sights on the drive down, something we never really did. I guess it'll be part of our pseudo-honeymoon... which brings me to my latest life-sized epiphany.
This trip home isn't for Christmas or for winter vacation. I've found myself at the stage of live where I truly no longer live "at home" but rather have taken up residence in some other terribly foreign place and am returning to get married, almost exactly one week from today. I guess one week and like an hour to be precise. I can barely wrap my head around the idea, but I plan to spend this week enjoying the vestiges of my childhood before they are taken away from me in an effort to encourage me to grow up. (But don't worry, Colby and I have a secret pact to never grow up all the way. Shh!)
3 comments:
I'm glad to hear that you made it ok (or at least made it to within one hour of being ok). Yeah, driving for a full day probably wasn't the best idea, but at least it's over.
And you don't have to worry. I can't conceive of a world in which you're "grown up all the way." :)
There's a winking face after the reference to children. Lord help us all if you are knocked up.
Oh dear lord no. Not yet. I think that I need to grow up a little bit first. :)
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