Anything Can Become Normal, Booked

It’s funny how as the years and then decades pass how a persons sense of normal evolves.  The aches, pains, and ailments I have every single day, some of which probably would have had me seeking medical assistance as a younger man are now just accepted as part of the deal.  Shit hurts.  It hurt yesterday, it hurts today and will hurt even more tomorrow.  You can either deal with it and move forward or become stagnated, focusing on things you can’t really change anyway.  Typically I will take the former approach.  My right eye is the latest body part that is not feeling up to snuff.  A few drops of Visine and I’ll call it good to go.

Yesterday Cindy booked our hotel for a quick road trip we’re are going to take next month to the Space Center.  It will be a fun little trip in the Model Y, it’s first longish distance journey.  I really have been missing the 10-14 day road trips that Cindy and I did the first several years of our relationship.  There have been a number of circumstances that have made us take a “maybe next year” stance to an interstate trip.  The last time we did it was the the northeastern summer road trip which had some fun moments but was soured by absolutely oppressive traffic along the way. That was four years ago.

I am hoping this small trip will be the launch pad for something more meaty.  Some of the most memorable moments of my adult life have occurred on these road trips.  Sure house chores and projects need to get done but they sure aren’t what you daydream about when you allow your mind to wander.