The trip so far

It seemed like a good idea at the time - fly into Boston to attend my 15th (!) college reunion, then drive down I95 visiting friends and family until we reached North Carolina, where we would attend a wedding and visit more friends and family. But after four different beds in six nights, I started having second thoughts about our itinerary.

The Boy has been a trooper. Falling asleep in foreigh places doesn't seem to phase him, nor does a few hours in the car every couple of days. We only ran into a real problem when a severe ear infection had him up and screaming "Owie! Owie! Owie!" through the night on Wednesday. That was hell, but 24 hours and a few teaspoons of industrial strength antibiotics later, he's back to his old, delightful self.

I, on the other hand, am ready to call it quits. As good as it is to see so many of our far-flung people, and as painful as it is to leave them after such short visits, all I really want to do is curl up on the couch with my AnnaRay and watch the first five seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer on DVD. It seems that after 12 years of living with AR, her introvert tendencies are rubbing off on me. So now I'm wondering when my tendency toward neatness bordering on obsessive-compulsion will rub off on her.