Hello! I’m baaaa-aaaack!!
We just finished the highly anticipated road trip from Portland, OR to Abilene, TX. It actually went much smoother than I imagined! But I don’t want to do it again anytime soon. 🙂
Two adults, one toddler, and two cars stuffed with crap we thought we needed. It took us 4 days to drive 1,846 miles. I learned something new each day of the drive.
Eastern Oregon is gorgeous. I got to test my wicked good rain-driving skills one last time, before leaving the land of the rain (Oregon) for the land of the sun (Texas). I rocked it.
Oh, and there are alligators in Idaho. WTF??
Tell your husband you need to pee BEFORE it moves from annoying to urgent. Otherwise, you’ll find yourself doing an awkward hop/run to a Wendy’s bathroom in Moab while silently begging your childbirth-weakened pelvic floor muscles to keep the tiny dribble from becoming a full pants-soaking.
Toddler repeatedly asks for toy you can’t reach while driving. Your response:
Hour One: “I’m sorry sweetpea, it’s not safe for me to get your dinosaur right now but when we stop for lunch I’ll get it for you!.”
Hour Nine: “NO!” *turns up radio to drown out whining and doesn’t feel guilty
Electronic devices are a godsend. Until your toddler decides that the only thing that will make him happy is to watch DVDs on the portable DVD player with a dead battery. You will feel his wrath (literally) when he chucks said DVD player at the back of your head.
I picked the wrong time to give up caffeine.
After a long day of driving, you will smile as your freshly bathed toddler jumps on the bed while gleefully shouting “It’s a naked baby!!” It might be a slightly crazed and/or resigned smile, but hey at least you’re smiling and everyone is still alive.
Driving the car without the toddler is much more relaxing than driving the car with the toddler.
My daydreams now consist of shooting rattlesnakes and finding the perfect pair of cowboy boots. I think my inner country girl is starting to emerge!
New Mexico is flat and unappealing to me. It rained overnight and our cars were filthy afterward.
Texas is F’ing hot! Holy boob sweat, Batman. Thank heavens for AC.
It still hasn’t really hit me that we are here to stay for awhile (God and Air Force willing). Maybe it will become more real when we move into our apartment next week (temporary fix while we search for our family home to buy). I’m looking forward to seeing all the crap that I thought I needed back in February when the movers packed us out. Most of all, I’m just so glad to be done driving. Welcome to Texas!