Today has been hard. Around 3 a.m. Friday, I felt myself coming down with a sinus infection. Last night, I spent the night alternating between sleeping and blowing my nose. I’ve run a fever most of the day, but it’s nothing unbelievably unbearable. It’s made me irritable, though, which certainly hasn’t made the bus ride home very fun for me or the youth so unlucky as to be riding with me.
Unfortunately, our youth have one traveling shortfall: they fail to realize that compromises have to be made in terms of food stops on long trips such as this. There was much frustration, weeping, wailing, and gnashing of teeth over hitting McDonald’s for dinner … but I guess they’ll get over it. It was starting to frustrate Darin, though.
We’re currently somewhere west of Talladega, Ala. My legs are absolutely shot: between riding in a seat with zero leg room on both legs of the trip, getting a quarter of the seat when Anita would ride with us in Tampa, and all the leg-intensive working we did, my legs ache even when still.
Man, I *am* grouchy, because all I’ve done is bitch, bitch, bitch.
All in all, this has been a really good trip. As you can tell, while I did go get a phone line to plug into the phones at Eckerd, I never did. I’ve been cataloging all the entries as I’ve gone, and I’m going to post them in one fell swoop when I get home. [Funny to write that and realize that this entry won’t be read until after the fact, but I do try to take present conditions in consideration when flapping fingers in the Weblog.]
I figure we’re going to get home around 10:30, which means I won’t get to leave until 11:00 or so. This wouldn’t be so bad, except for the drive home and the fact that I probably need to get a box of Kleenex on the way home. Despite all impulses to the contrary, I won’t get a case of beer when I stop.