Days are dragging by and sleep evades me. I shall once again embark to a destination half way across America come Saturday morning. I am filled with excitement and trepidation. Excitement for parts of my heart await my arrival in Pennsylvania, and trepidation because I am a woman pulling a 5th wheel all by myself. I know I am not the type of woman that some man will hold my hair out of my face while I hurl into a porcelain bowl, but I do have thoughts of uncertainty and I do get very insecure about my capabilities. My thoughts vary from, are you nuts? You cant do this or What if you get lost? Yes, I have that thought and I assure you I could. I think about how far away it is. Can I find my way up that last segment of mountains, with those narrow roads, no the state of Pennsylvania does not litter their roadways with state signs every 200 feet. You have to pay close attention to find that one sign that is an obscure 10X 12, set 5 feet in the air, proclaiming the road you are looking for is 10 feet past that sign. Yep, BAMM! You passed it. I just hope the GPS has updated this area and will give me precise detailed directions. But if all else fails (and I have a signal in them thar hills) I do know how to drop a pin, make a phone call and one of my boys will come get their momma! Then I rearrange my thoughts and think, youve done this before (ok, only once, but thats more than none!) And I am not running against a clock so I have the luxury of seeing some historical sites both coming and going. Or possibly dump the historical sites going and do the Atlantic Ocean coming home. But that means I will have to drive thru DC, and my mind starts freaking out again!
Posted on: Tue, 15 Jul 2014 03:58:02 +0000
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