I think of myself as a free spirit. I wish I could just get in my car and drive to where ever. I’ve never been there and that’s because my husband is just the opposite of me.
This weekend Michele, Nikki and I are doing just that. We are going to where ever. Well, we do have a destination, but there are no plans to the exact place and where we will spend the night. I am excited, stimulated and overwhelmed with enthusiasm. My husband, on the other hand is in a state of anxiety. Three girls, in the mountains, driving alone, with no plan. He is convinced that we won’t make it out alive. He told me to watch “The Chain Saw Massacre” then I might have second thoughts about going. Sorry, my inner being is not capable of such misery.