This morning, I drove across Indiana to my dentist for a checkup and a filling (3 hours + away). On my way, I paused to visit my parents' graves. I'm not much of a cemetery visitor, but I figured if I was going to drive all the way over there anyway, I might as well. Then I drove home.
(By the way, siege, Dr. Ben says Best wishes!)
collinsmom came home almost immediately after I did, and now she's got car trouble. I think it's the alternator in her truck. So now I've got to get up at half-past gawdawful and drive her to work in the morning, then go pick her up at 4:00 p.m. Ah, me. No rest for the weary.