Sojourn

[tinhuviel]

After Janice helped me get the car out of the driveway (she drove and I pushed), I hit the road and headed to the drug store for mine and Aunt Tudi's prescriptions. The roads are barely icy now. There are a few treacherous spots in the shady areas on the secondary roads, but that's about it. I had no trouble whatsoever getting to Lyman and back home. When I got back, I let Janice and Uncle Michael know how the roads were in the event they wanted to brave the weather. I also told them that I'd be happy to take them anywhere they wanted to go if they didn't want to risk it. They let me keep the car parked up at their house so I wouldn't be stuck again. So now we all have a way to get around if the need arises. It's about time, too. I was suffering from major cabin fever. It's weird; I can stay home for days on end when I know I can go anytime I please but, when I realise I'm truly stuck, all I can think about is getting away. Funny how the mind works.

Comments

[angstzeit.livejournal.com]

I have a very bad habit of driving in horrible weather because I hate being trapped at home.

[tinhuviel.livejournal.com]

It's a terrible feeling. Aunt Tudi calls it "Prison Syndrome."

[angstzeit.livejournal.com]

Our cat Ebenezer is the same. We lock the boys in the back porch at night. In the morning when I unlock the door he must go out no matter how bad it is outside (even when the others look out and think "Fuck that") to prove to himself that he can--then he can come back in and be OK.