I'm heading to Laramie to spend some time at Linds H.'s house. So, here are my thoughts as I drove from Vail to Laramie on Wednesday night...
- My car is packed to the roof - I can't see out - and I have mattresses strapped to my car. I look like Sanford & Son, or probably more like the Beverly Hillbillies.
- Around Frisco. The weather over the mountains is snowy looking. Oh, here it is. It's like...sleetballs. I'm sure there's a much more technical word for this. Or maybe I've just coined a new meteorological term. I'm on the phone with my sister Kelly and we're laughing about it.
- Kelly and I are also brainstorming the new name of the blog, since I won't be living in Colorado for the time being I need to change it. She suggests Westward Ho. Hmmm...would have been a good one for the move West. Home on the Range? Doesn't work either since I technically don't have a home...still thinking.
- My car Gwennie hates me. I keep forcing her up mountains lugging massive quantities of crap. I won't be one bit surprised if she decides to quit on me just out of spite.
- We're (Gwennie and I) rockin' out to Unskinny Bop by Poison. I hope the music motivates her up the mountain to the Eisenhower Tunnel.
- It's remarkably easy driving with the mattresses on top. I'm surprised.
- So...I have to live in Colorado. I just bought Colorado plates!!
- Something in my car smells like green onions.
- North of Denver: The wind is really picking up. This is the second time I will drive into Laramie with a vehicle situation where I could blow off the road.
- About 100 tumbleweeds have blown in front of me. I have the same reaction every time, like a rabbit or deer has popped out of the ditch at me.
- Wind is really bad now. And it's starting to rain some. I hope the mattresses don't get wet. The rope and straps are holding really well though!
- A gust of wind just about blew me off the road. Think I'll put two hands on the wheel.
- I can't WAIT to get to Cheyenne so I can get on 80 West! The wind will be mostly behind me then. Argh!
- Coming into town. Wind is better, but it's still raining. I'll just drop the mattresses at J and Jonna's tomorrow. I think they're fine.
It took five hours to drive to Laramie instead of the 3-3 1/2 it normally would. I pull in at 11:30 p.m., unload the food and some stuff to get me to bed and hit the hay.
Now to figure out what I'll do with myself...