From now we’ll be on the road.

Correction : we damn well better be on the road.

Homegirl here don’t play when it comes to leaving on trips. I am all business and all serious about deadline leaving times.

Just call me TC for now why don’t you. We match up famously on this one. We’re like the dream team of road trips. He’ll be barking out orders at 6a.m. and to each one I answer, done and in the car already.

I’m like his mind reader.

The BF and Brother? Nothing like this. I love them dearly. Obvs. But leaving at set times is not their strong suit. This drives me bat shit crazy.

So. I am going to try my absolute present moment Tolle-Buddha-Mohammad-Whomever-Else-Higher-Self self to chill out and be like, I might be ready and your asses aren’t but that’s okay! This is all about Carpe Diem being happy and I will just sit my ass here and watch you two run around like crazed loons.

Really that means I’ll be sleeping in the backseat already. My point is this: no point in me losing it at 8 a.m. on a Sunday over something as silly as leaving by a certain time.

And I really do mean that … for now. Ask me again Sunday.

Also. I’m feeling all centered and calm. It’s a gorgeous day. Everything will get done. I might as well enjoy it all.

And come Sunday, we’ll be that much closer to my rejuvenating North Woods and the lake. I think what I like best is that feeling of disappearing and being far off the radar when I’m there.

Immersed in woods and hikes and gentle lake waves. Life is so good.