Franklinsanity

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  • D-Day!

    9:42 AM.  What a start to the cross country trip!

    In the last twelve hours, I’ve comforted the Empress twice due to undisclosed but clearly terrifying dreams; stared at the ceiling; listened to the dogs snuffle in their sleep; written and delivered an 8-page memo of assignments to my team (literally, they asked for it); and read a whole bunch of market research.  Oh, and I also had coffee and got the kids breakfast – after that I ignored them while a very patient, hungry Kelly (food poisoning – a new cleanse?) got them out of the house for their last morning of camp before we get on the road.

    Now I am at the car wash.

    Probably don’t need any more coffee.  I’ve already honked loudly at an elderly couple because they stopped in the middle of the drive-thru to let the wife out to go to Bev-Mo!.

    Beautiful, sunny day for a drive.  And for at least an hour’s worth of packing.

    Brushless Car Wash

  • D Day Minus 1, or Insanity Eve II

    9:28 PM.  Dogs still have gas.

    Wife watching Botched.  Not clear how that helps with the food poisoning.  But whatever – I’m not driving.  Just navigating.  And working.  And enjoying a nice, quiet drive.

    HAHAHAHAHAHA.

    (Fuck those ROTFL acronyms.  Much more satisfying to write “hahahahahaha”).

  • D Day Minus 1, or Insanity Eve

    D Day Minus 1, or Insanity Eve

    pool_kids_jump

    9:06 PM.  Something like fifteen hours to launch:  two adults (ok, maybe not adults), two kids under eight, and two dogs in a mid-sized VW Tiguan, planning a transcontinental drive across the U.S. of A.  Wife has food poisoning.  Good thing she’s the driver.

    But at least the kids are packed and asleep.  For now.

    The dogs have gas.  I’m not worried.  Really.