I'd planned to take a photo of the kids spelling O-H-I-O in front of the house before we left but it was snowing and I was absolutely exhausted after the movers left and we were in the car by the time I remembered. Friday's drive to Indiana was torturous to say the least. A five hour drive took nine hours. I'm done talking about it.
Saturday we spent with family and getting new tires on my car and getting Ivy one last haircut from the only person who knows how to perfectly do her hair. I went to sleep so very blue and tearful, dreading the goodbyes to come in the morning. Such a strange feeling to look forward to the journey but be afraid to go.
Sunday we went out to breakfast and then were off by 10am. Pandora's Simon & Garfunkel station was the absolute best roadtrip soundtrack. My dad and I sing quite a duet. We made it to Lincoln, Nebraska for a late dinner and as soon as we walked into our hotel rooms we went straight to bed.
Half the day Monday was spent in Nebraska STILL. Ugh with all the Nebraska! And horrid fog, like at least 4 hours straight of low visibility I probably shouldn't have driven in but I kept thinking it would get better. It never did, until we got to beautiful Colorado.
We decided to take a couple days to relax here in Longmont with my Aunt Susie & Uncle Jerry. We went to bed pretty early and slept well! This morning we were totally lazy until lunchtime. I was even able to knit and catch up on Downton. We went out for BBQ and then drove through the mountains to Estes Park and back. The kids were in awe, as was I. It was so perfect I cried with utter happiness.
So, this all is just funny because I definitely don't feel like we are moving, but I do kind of feel like I'm homeless but in a laissez faire way, and it also doesn't feel like a vacation. It just feels like, we are here and let's just enjoy it.