Oh, y'all. (For proper "y'all" usage, read this post.) My husband, bless his heart, is skating on rather thin ice. He came home this weekend, and he managed to leave his shaving kit at our house. Ok, no biggie, right? Just get it next weekend. You see, he left his social security card (that he needs to start a new job this week) in his shaving kit. . .because that's where everyone keeps it. . . so I drove three hours to take the man his shaving kit. Since I didn't get down there until after 9:00 last night, I spent the night and drove 3 hours this morning to work. I'm tired of driving (Notice the extreme understatement? Could you FEEL the sarcasm?).
Some observations from my "trip":
- Nascar drivers are able to drive so long without bathroom breaks because, if you stop, those SLOW people get in front of you again! Trust me, a gal can go a long way without a bathroom break, if she's trying to make good time!
- Early morning is the best time to travel in Arkansas in order to make good time. Everyone is hurrying to work, so you can cruise right along with the crowd without worrying about those pesky policemen.
- Husbands are notoriously nice when you drive 6 hours for them. They feel guilt. We, as women, should not take advantage of this guilt, and oh, I don't know, ask for things of large value. [wink, wink]
- It is significantly quieter (even with the radio blaring) in a car with no children.
- SIGNIFICANTLY quieter
- I could hear myself think.
- I enjoy road trips, especially solo ones.
- Unless I have to drive 6 hours to take my husband his shaving kit!
- A shaving kit is no place for a social security card!
- Fall in the Ozarks is beautiful--absolutely, breath-takingly, awe-inspiringly beautiful!
This left me with only one question: Does he keep his birth certificate in his suitcase?