As fate would have it, I had planned on running away to Wyoming next week, and the kids coming down sick has left me with less time than I had anticipated to stock up on supplies and catch up with the laundry.
So, I’ll be doing IRL preparations instead of getting any bloggy things lined up for when I’m gone.
But you know how it is with those vast expanses of nothing but wind and sagebrush as far as the eye can see. How could I ever resist?
It’s kind of funny, really. When I was young, all I needed was an extra pair of socks and a notebook, and I was good to go anywhere. Now that I’m a mom, I have a long checklist of essentials that includes things like Benadryl, just in case we discover that one of the kids is allergic to bee stings while we’re out of cellphone range — most of it is “just in case,” really.
It’s going to be fun. I love Wyoming.