First today, I just want to say for the record that I can't stand that song, My Umbrella. It is quickly replacing the Delilah song as the tune I most love to hate.
Well, in about eight and a half hours and so many minutes I will hit the road for Ohio. I can hardly wait. I got up early again this morning. I finished packing my too many things into my too small suit case. I cleaned out the car. I packed into the car all of my CDs that constitute my favorite road music. I went over the details of caring for the dogs with Billy Boy, who's work was cancelled again today because of rain. I would not want to be a painter like him unless I could get all inside work. We double checked the living room ceiling and the roof to make sure it's not still leaking. It's not.
So, nothing to do now but muddle through the rest of the work night and hope that the time goes by quickly. It will be hard because I am just not into being here for obvious reasons. I have work to do that I just don't want to do. This is natural, I'm sure.
"Going cross country, ain't got a thought on my mind. Going cross country, leave all my cares behind" - Cross Country, The Godz