I, the reluctant adventurer, will be away from home for two weeks. Two weeks! An eternity for someone who feels like a trip to the mall is a major undertaking and two nights in a bathroomless cabin gives me blind spots in my visual field.
This trip also includes Thanksgiving which means cooking and eating, two of my favorite things to do, and also a hit-and run visit with my niece. I have a whole armload of nieces but this one shares that special one-of-these-things-is-not-like-the-others gene with me.
And speaking of travel anxiety, I'm off to plan the rest of this adventure while trying not to picture my house being broken into and robbed and my cats all cold and hungry. See you on the other side.