Sometimes I don't have much to say, so a blog post seems like a waste of time. I mean, does anyone really care how things are going with me?
That's not a fair question, but there it is anyway. We all feel that way sometimes.
So when I found out about the schedule conflict I bought a plane ticket and got a car and a room. Darling insisted she would be fine and I must go. I want to go. I want to stay. Right now I just want the week to be over. (And I'm blessed that the day is changed. It should be more manageable.)
I couldn't get a room at my normal motel. It was already booked for the weekend. I'm staying at a different motel and don't have a clue where it is, but it isn't too far from the University. Well, in Abilene nothing is too far from the University. Not really.
Just one more thing.
This too shall pass.