The Oregon Trail

I'm headed to Oregon this morning to retrieve my uncle from his vacation. He's perfectly capable of driving himself, so it's left me wondering why he would get shuttled to and from Oregon by the women in his life. It's a partial feeling of dependence on his part. It's partially a "mother overdrive" on our part. Part is because they want to see him. Part is because I want to see them. And then there's the me-getting-out-of-town part that is probably taking up the lion's share.

I'm excited for a road trip. I'm excited to get my suitcase dusted off.

I'll be back Sunday night.