On the road...again. Its Christmas Eve and here I am at another gas station somewhere in the middle of Texas. Its dark, freezing, I'm tired, not in the best of moods and we still have hours to travel. There is a tree directly in front of me containing an incredibly loud bird that I have obviously pissed off by standing on this side of the building.
I love road trips, I love to travel, I love my family, but I am a little tired of making this same trip down this same road over and over again. I've made this 14 hour drive at least 3 times in less than 2 months. Round trip, that's about 84 hours in the car.
Are we there yet? Ugh.