What the hell is in Fresno anyway?
Rob had to go to Fresno yesterday. So for fun, I got to take him to the airport, along with 4 children. One of which looked like she might hurl at any given moment. So he will be there today, doing what ever the hell it is that he is supposed to be doing, and then joy of joys he gets to hop the red eye home tonight.
This means come 5:30 in the morning, tomorrow, I will be up and try to be awake, get Spenser ready, and drop him next door. I have to go grab Rob from the airport during morning rush hour. The joys never stop.
Couple this with the fact that I will not get to sleep until at earliest 1 in the morning, and tomorrow is going to be a great day.
I won't get to sleep, because I cannot sleep when he is away, and even more so when I know he is on a plane, in the middle of the night, flying over the country. The thought of that skeeves me out. I mean, what is to say the pilots are not tired? Not like they can pull over and take a quick nap. The whole idea of an overnight flight squicks me out big time.
Sure, sure, it happens everyday. Sure the pilots are trained to fight fatigue. Sure, the odds of something happening are really tiny. Doesn't help to be logical. At least it doesn't help me to be logical. I can safely say I have never been accused of being logical.
Anyway, Rob got to ride in a limo last night. That is a good thing. He hates to drive, and I think driving in Fresno would give him a coronary. Sure it is not LA, but still, it is the same state, and I am thinking the drivers are pretty much cut from the same cloth.
On our way to the airport, we were discussing future travel plans. I would like to go Australia. Always have, just really looks like a nice place. He wants me to go. With my friend from LA. That would make me feel very guilty. But he says he wants me to do this. I don't know if it is guilt, because admittedly, I have a lot to put up with, between him and Spenser and their various ailments of the brain, or what exactly. I don't know. I am a big weenie. I am afraid to travel that far away without him. But it would be so cool to do that. I do know that I will be getting the paper work in order for a passport. No matter what, I should at least have that.
I know at some point in time we want to visit Japan. His sister lives in Japan, and she wants us to visit. I would love to be able to see what it is like. That of course would entail another very long, possibly over night flight. Arghhh. I am such a weenie.
The thought of the plane ride scares the crap out of me.
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