It has been about two and a half weeks...

... since we got home.  You know what that means?  Yeah, it must be time to get outta here.  ;-)

Nahhh, just a little road-trip coming up.  One of Joan's brothers is getting married this weekend, so we are heading to north Texas for the wedding.  For clarity, the difference between north Texas and deep south Texas is... about a two-day drive.

Neither of us want to fly commercial if we can avoid it.  Neither of us can get excited about schlepping stuff in and out of a motel.  This is why people have RVs... and we are people... people who have an RV... and a cat... a cat who doesn't like pet policies in motels.  Today, we made a trip to the storage unit to plug it in, turn on the fridge, and put a few things in there, for the trip.  And, since we're going that way, lunch out and some shopping in the "big city"... if Harlingen qualifies as a big city.

You know that feeling when you've been away for a while - that feeling of anticipation you feel in your stomach as you get close to home?  Yeah, that's how I feel when we open the door to the storage unit and I see the motorhome.

:-)