[Winter adventuring: just what the doctor ordered]
It seems like this time of year my life feels so stagnant. I’m in mental and physical hibernation.* As I type this I am watching [literal] winter winds blowing ominously outside. I leave for work in about forty-five minutes and it will take all of my willpower to leave the comfort of my cozy kitchen.
All that to say, in a few short days I will be setting off on a pretty epic trip. Details are still in limbo, but as the adventure unfolds I will be posting updates! Sorry to be so mysterious…it will be worth it, promise.
As much as I am overwhelmingly enthralled at the prospect of getting out of PA for a few days, there is still a small part of me that is sad. Yes, yes…full-time work is a good thing. Trust me - I am so thankful that my husband has a full-time, well-paying, *ahem ahem* “grown-up” job. It simply means we can’t always adventure together. Last year at this time I went to Denver, CO for a few days to visit a friend. The entire time I kept thinking “if only Andrew could see this!” In fact, that trip to Denver harkened back to my time in Italy when I had similar thoughts - pretty much everyday I would email Andrew saying I wished he were there with me. I know my upcoming trip will be similar, but I’m trying not to dwell on that.
Ok, ok. A few hints: multiple states, LOTS of driving. Eeeek. Can’t. Wait.
*although, unlike past years, Andrew and I do have the distraction of home ownership.