Road Blogging

The plan was to write on the last night in Harrisburg.  I ran sentences in my head, about how much I grew in the last four years, about how much I learned and gained, about the things that I would miss and take with me. 

But, moving is really hard and things didn't work out the way that I planned.  I also planned to write each day on the road.  But, we got in late the last couple of nights and stayed in hotels with curtains that don't function correctly, nevermind even thinking of Wi-Fi.  I romanticized it all.  In reality, there's nothing really to write about each day because you do the same thing as the day before.  Drive, yell at the dogs to lay down, stop for chips and soda, and occasionally call each other because of something that is already a mile behind you. 

Each day is getting better and I think adjustments are already in place. 

So far, we spent the morning of the move laying down on the pavement in front of our POD, trying to pry the door open so we could pack some last minute things.  Maggie ate 3/4ths of a piece of hotel soap (with no consequences so far).  And Lilly laid on the horn with her backside at a Nebraska gas station.  Most of our space bags have lost air and ripped open, scattering clothes all through the cars.  I am covered in dog hair of various hues and the backseat of my car is covered in Diet Coke stained blankets. 

We have had snow, high winds, tumbleweeds, sunshine, and starry skies.  We've gone through eight states and are well over half-way to our destination.  The day after tomorrow, we'll be in Seattle. 

There has been a lot of reflection, but mostly a lot of driving and some puppy Valium mixed in.  

I saw some mountains today. 

We're almost there.