The Magic of Home
I just got home from a 2,200-mile road trip. We drove to Milwaukee and back in five days, and got to spend several overstuffed meals with some great friends and family. As I anticipated last week, this meant next to no progress on any creative work, and just barely enough progress on day job work to stay ahead of my monthly reporting cycle duties. I did make certain to take care of my sponsor commentary duties before I left, too.
So there will be no walking distance tallies. (I missed my furbabies immensely.) And no commentary about healthy living. (We aimed in the general direction of decent nutrition, but the heavy richness of Italian meals three nights running… I’m still digesting.) Or how glad I am we had the foresight to schedule chiropractic appointments for tomorrow afternoon.
The best part of the experience: How much time I had to reconnect with hubs and talk about life, the universe, and everything. Especially since the impetus for the trip was attending a wedding, there was much philosophizing about the nature of marriage. I have to say, given how much time we spent enclosed in a small, quickly moving vehicle, it’s a testament to the strength of what we’ve built in the past 18 years that both of us are looking for additional excuses to spend more time together.
Holiday is over this week, though. So next week will return to my more regular style of blogging, as well as more regular progress report. In the meantime, check out how the other ROW80ers are doing on their progress.