When the rubber hits the road . . .
"A journey is best measured in friends rather than miles." -Tim Cahill
Friends, it's the time of year that I turn into the character from the old story of "Henny Penny." She runs around thinking the sky is falling, not paying attention to what is around her. I am the farthest thing from this placid woman in the photo.
I'll share with you why . . .
All those cute packing "helpers" you can buy are intriguing, yet useless when it's me against my well-used American Tourister luggage. Inevitably, I coax a family member to zip it while I sit on top of it. Am I overpacking much? You bet! That light-weight sweater might come in handy for the super-chilled conference rooms, also the sixth pair of shoes that are the perfect color for that one outfit are tossed inside the groaning suitcase. Those cute zippered packing devices are no match for my disorganized chaos.
Where are you going you ask? My friends and I are embarking on a car ride from Texas to Nashville for the ACFW conference. Our one-sheets and proposals, business cards, and bags are packed. The road trip picnic items will be in the cooler soon, we like to eat in a frugal fashion along the way, and the GPS is pointing our way to Music City.
It's fun to travel with friends, last time we did it four of us rode together we sang praise music and talked about love, books, faith, and a lot about writing and girl talk. I'd imagine the trip will be the same this year with lots of laughter and giggles.
If you're going to the same conference, I hope to meet you there, and I wish that you will have a wonderful time learning and connecting with other great people. Everyone else who's working, parenting, enjoying life, may this week bring you happiness. I'm going to run now, I just thought of one more thing to pack, shh... don't tell my husband.