So, how was your weekend?
Long.
And seemingly endless.
The drive from Denver to Albuquerque is one of those with moments of excitement — “Ooooo, are we drifting into that crowded middle lane with this heavily laden cargo van?” — and intense stretches of boredom — “I see the horizon. The road goes to the horizon. The horizon is like two hours away.”
15 hours driving. 900 miles. 16 hours in the ‘Que. That time was spent unloading furniture, moving it up to a second floor apartment apartment, trying desperately to get my heart rate back to normal and getting far too little sleep on a far too little couch with a far too interested cat making “biscuits” on my forehead.
In some ways, the drive back was actually a relief.
Except, of course, for leaving behind the two who mean the most for another season of edification, amusement and, with any luck, life skill learning.
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