It’s 8:06 and we were supposed to leave at 8.
The kids and I are road tripping our way to Minnesota. It’s kind of a long story, but basically, Daddy has disappeared into the black bear heart of Tennessee for a few days and nights of living off the grid. He and his four closest friends in the world scheduled a much needed man trip. I’m so happy for them and there’s so much more I want to say about all this.
But now it’s 8:21 and we’re supposed to leave at 8:30.