I go up and pick up my youngest today from my mom and dad. It’s about a 2 hour drive the way I do it so I’ll be in the car for a while driving down and back. But it’s okay–saves my parents from making it again. They came to get her Wednesday so I can do the trip back.
I slept in late this morning–I haven’t been up very long. But at least I woke up in time to get dressed and all before I head up on time. I may even leave early–depends on when I finish this post. I meant to get up earlier and get the groceries but I suppose that’s going to have to wait until I get back.
I did finally get a little writing done yesterday—wrote a new introduction to my piece I plan to turn in for class at the end of the semester. I realized that I’m really scared to take on a piece about the time between Hurricane Katrina and my first time to try to run away from home. I don’t remember a lot about it as far as events; I’d need to go back and look at the writing I was doing to get a feel for what all went on. But I think I’m scared because I don’t want to feel those feelings again.