Here I go. Westward Ho

The westward Ho is a dive hotel in Grand Forks and the part of the country I am driving off to.

I plan to take the Corvette to Scottsdale. This trip bugs me. I can't figure out at this late hour how to get there fast. I don't know where I am staying and I don't know what to pack.

I really just want to be in Scottsdale at our place feet up on the chair by the pool. But this is going to be one of the longest trips ever and I haven't been able to figure out how to make it ok. Music will help. So I've got all my tunes on my Ipod and in my case.

Don't know if I will leave tomorrow or early Saturday. I think tomorrow... do five hours to Sioux falls or Des Moines. Then onward. I think that's what I should do.

I have committed to stopping in Littleton to see Lisa. That's fine, but I only want to stay a few hours... and what fun is that? I want to visit her longer, half a day at least to catch up.

So, I have to resign myself to a leisurely trip. Accept that it will take an extra half a day. I am having to slow myself down and just focus on enjoying the moment. I don't want to worry about it or dread it or rush it. I really want to relax and enjoy.

I am amazed at how hard that is for me when I am wound so tight.
So, I will chronicle my slowing down to enjoy progress on this trip. Take note. It might apply to you someday.

Gotta go and attempt packing my stuff. Wish me luck.