On the road again

After a final excellent meal with Aunt K, mom and I headed west, back to Parkersburg, WV, where my mom has lived since 1982.

Here's today's insight. I should be very happy about not reporting to my cube every day for a 10-hour shift (four days a week). You'd think that liberty would be the source of a daily high.

Here's reality. I'm programmed to seek out what's wrong. Because there's always something wrong. I stress over whether I should be going on a HomeGoods shopping spree because stuff is cheaper here than in the U.K., and I'm shipping a 20-foot container to Bangor only once. But if I can't do a great job of decorating when I'm INSIDE my own house (in PA), how can I do it from a distance? And I stress over my marriage. Does everyone do this?

I've been living out of a suitcase for three weeks and stayed in three bedrooms so far--I think that contributes to an unsettled feeling. My battery's about to go so I'm outta.. (Ruby Tuesday is playing Elton John's Rocket Man, taking me back to adolesence and pony trekking in Rathmullan on Inishowen Peninsula. It's a wonder that I don't see my life for the incredible journey it surely has been).
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