Saddle Up Regulators

"Wife" is full of great ideas. They come flooding out of her so fast, that most of the time I just nod my head and act like I'm paying attention. This has gotten me in trouble before, and today is no exception.

Apparently a couple of months ago, "Wife" suggested that we go away for the weekend while "Daughter" is on Spring break. "Yeah, sounds good." I allegedly mumbled and that was all it took. You think I would have learned from past mistakes. We're back in Illinois because I nodded at the suggestion of moving back. Plans were made and hotels chosen and now we're off to Springfield for a fun/ learning weekend.

I don't travel well with others. I have my own style of travel, namely, head down and hurry up. I take no joy in the journey, only being at the destination. I also like to know what's on the agenda. I'm not really very good at the whole fly by the seat of your pants, let's see where the wind takes us method. I also don't like stopping for bathroom breaks and snacks. Today's trip should take about three hours. "Wife" and "Daughter" have packed enough snacks and beverages that you would think we're about to scale Everest. With all the fluids they plan on ingesting, not only will they be properly hydrated, but we'll be stopping at every rest stop so they can relieve themselves. That means I'll have to mingle with truckers, and that's a whole other set of problems. The estimated travel time is now six hours and twenty three minutes.

I'm already trying to put myself in the right mind set. I want this to be a fun experience for "Daughter" and us, but as usual, my sights are set pretty low. I plan on being hypnotized by the road and telling everyone that I really need to pay attention. "Daughter" will watch a movie, and "Wife" will sleep. I'm sure it will be fine, as long as they don't spill a lot of crumbs in my clean car. Have a great weekend. Later...Brian