Sometimes I wonder if the pain of leaving outweighs the joy of visiting. I know the answer will be different tomorrow but leaving just breaks my heart! Usually I’m teary eyed til about Tulsa but today, the tears won’t stop. All the way through Oklahoma City . . the tears have plagued me in the hotel room! They just won’t stop. My clothes smell like Nicole’s laundry detergent. There are crumbs in the back seat from Addie’s car seat. Chad had a coat that needs the sleeves shortened so I brought that back with me. Everywhere I look, I see signs of “them” but “they” aren’t with me. I know I’m blessed . . there are families who will never get to see their loved ones again. I will . . in three or four months I’ll be back to see them but today, that seems like forever.
OK . . thanks for listening to me whine. Part of the problem (maybe) is that I’m so tired. I can never sleep before a trip and last night I was still awake at 3 a.m. and then was up about 6:30 a.m. I’ll sleep like a rock tonight . . air conditioner is going full blast in the room . . and tomorrow I’ll wake up rested. The world will be a happy place again . . I hope.
When I got almost to Tulsa, I put on my big girl undies and took the Creek Nation Turnpike. I so dislike driving through Tulsa but there’s a bridge that scares the heck out of me on the Creek Nation Turnpike. Going, I went through Tulsa . . construction and crazy traffic. Today I said . . no . . and took the Creek Nation and survived the bridge. About half the time I take the Creek Nation and about half the time I go through town, so because I made it across the bridge today doesn’t mean I will make it across it next time. Thank goodness, the traffic through Oklahoma City wasn’t terrible. It was worse when I was passing through last week.
The rest of the trip tomorrow will be a piece of cake as far as traffic but oh, my . . that trip from Wichita Falls to Brownwood . . on those desolate back roads across Texas is so darned boring. About halfway from Wichita to home, every time, I think “I’m calling Vince and telling him I can’t do it!” There’s nothing to see, no place to stop . . just roads, fields, oil wells, cows and cactus. Living in the middle of Texas means that any time you leave the state, you have a heck of a lot of Texas to cross!
By 4 p.m., I was in the hotel, had my shower, had consumed a chocolate boot that the guy at the front desk gave me. I think he felt bad because I had mascara all down my face from crying! 🙁
I’m not even going out for dinner. Here’s what I’m having:
Yep, sardines (which I love), crackers and an orange. It’s time to get back on the diet . . after a bit of a respite, which included donuts yesterday!
The rest of the night will be spent knitting on Nicole’s sweater.