I’m headed to the new vacation hot spot of the South. Don’t be jealous, y’all. There’s enough room in Columbus, Georgia for all of us…
Hub’s work has been incredibly busy lately and during a brief phone call this week, I commented, “You seem really stressed out. What can I do to help you?”
“Drive me to Columbus this week,” he joked.
Hubs goes to Columbus, Ga on a semi-regular basis for his work and although he normally flies, this week he was going to have to drive there for a few days.
My wheels started turning. My mother is in town visiting and it would be a really quick trip.
“Maybe I will,” I told him.
After a quick convo with Shuggie I sent him a text, “Ready for a road trip?”
He was skeptical when he came home for lunch.
Zeb: Are you sure you want to go? It’s a seven hour drive one way?
That’s roughly 14 hours of uninterrupted adult conversation and/or reading and/or playing Words With Friends.
Me: Our kids are going to be here.
Zeb: I’m going to have to be at work for two whole days.
Oh no! Hours alone?? Whatever will I do?
Me: Is there a pool at the hotel?
Reading. Writing. Lolling.
Me: Is there a Starbucks?
The closest Starbucks to my house? Two hours away.
Zeb: Right across the street.
Can I get a skinny Caramel Frappucino?
Me: A Target? A movie theater?
Target? Two hours. Movie theater? 45 minutes. Can you say “Harry Potter is opening this weekend??”
Zeb: Yes and yes.
Me: I think I’ll manage.