Halftime

I’m sitting inside my grandparents house, deep in the hills of southern West Virginia. It’s halftime, here, on this two-day journey to Kentuck. And, I’m hot. I mean, really hot. Hot. Cranky. Tired. Irritable. Anxiety-driven. You name it, and I’ve probably felt it today. I really hate moving. Add in high heat and humidity and you have a fun day. Add in the list of issues that found their way on the four hour trip (which turned out to be near six) then it makes for a typical moving day. Most of the problems centered around either the rope coming lose on one of the trucks that was holding my furniture. Once we got that problem under control, following an hour pit stop at the Sheetz in Mebane, we figured we were good to go. But, not so fast, there was rain in the area and my truck needed to be covered. Now I will tell you, there is nothing more interesting than attempting to service a vehicle on the side of the interstate, with cars passing you at 70 mph, and only a few feet from a state police hideout. At least two troopers past us en route to pull over speeding vehicles. We were only on the side of the road for three minutes. Once the tarp was on, we had to make a couple of stops to make sure the tarp stayed on. It never would. We lost a couple of bungees along the way. Fun times! It looked at one point like my little white truck had it’s own cape and we were a superhero flying to the rescue, only we weren’t super humans or capable of flying. Though wouldn’t that be nice if we had cars that could fly. Anyways, even our gas stops were met with an interesting moment. Turns out that power was out at the gas station when we arrived so people were lined up at the pumps waiting for the power to come on, because gas was well … dirt cheap at $2.49. We opted to drive up the road 10 miles and one additional stop later for gas at $2.51. In all of that, I’m burnt and tired. Thanks to David and Shay for loading us up and pointing us on the way. I think we would still be on the road had it not been for you. Pray for us tomorrow guys. We head out early at 6 a.m. I just pray for a smooth day tomorrow. I don’t know if I (with me anxiety issues some of the worst thoughts known to man about me and everyone else and anything else) can take another stresser.