Love my crazy life

Here I am, last minute, sitting down to write about this week’s Crazy Life. Tuesday morning when George told me goodbye, he said, if you go anywhere today, please be careful. I took one look outside, and my decision to stay home held firm. The only plan for the day was to cover the drafty windows with plastic.

We made it to California and back again. It’s all a blur, and it feels like I dreamt rather than experienced it. Flying wasn’t all that bad, although I felt like a sardine shoved into a tin can. Given a choice, I still prefer to drive because I like seeing the landscape and having the op...


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