Â I didn’t get all of my packing done last night.Â I worked until I was so punch drunk I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to be doing.Â I finally decided — with some prompting from OC (on the phone) –Â to get some sleep and hit it fresh in the morning.Â I slept.Â No, I over slept . So I came charging from my room ready to do battle … and for some reason I had left the vacuum cleaner right at the end of the hallway.Â I whacked it with my little toe and neatly — okay, bloodily — removed the toenail.Â Not a good start.
I finished packing in very good time. Then I went to the post office to mail several of the boxes to my sister –Â and the line stretched from breakfast to lunch.Â Finally, packages mailed, I charged home to pack the car.Â I figured that would take a lifetime, but the neighbor guy came over and did it in minutes.Â Â After the car was packedÂ I showered, put on clean clothes, turned in my keys, and hit the open road.Â It was 1 p.m. — much later then I had planned to leave.
I made up a bit of time in the vast flatness that is Arizona.Â The road is straight from horizon the horizon, so I just stepped down on the gas pedal.Â There was another fellow in an evenÂ bigger hurry than I.Â I was going 90 m.p.h. and he shot past me like I was standing still.Â His haste made me rethink mine and I slowed down.Â Even so, I passed him a couple of miles later and he was standing still — he’d stopped to look at some pretty blue flashing lights.Â
Â Right now I am in aÂ motel just outside Salt Lake City,Â Utah — halfway to Spokane.Â It was a long drive — 7.5 hours — and much of the route was being repaved, so we were routed to single file lines rolling too slow.Â For a goodly portion of the drive into Salt Lake we actually traveled on the shoulder of the road.Â Mile after mile — over an hour — of driving on the “wake up” strip.Â My hands tingled from all the vibration in the steering wheel — and we won’t even talk about the noise …..Â Â Driving in Salt Lake itself is actually a joy.Â Even during rush hour the 10 lane freeway doesn’t get crowded.Â The drivers were very courteous, too.Â It was almost surreal.
After I checked into the motel — even before I unpackedÂ the car –I went down the block to Applebee’s and had my only bite of food in almost 9 hours.Â I ordered a steak, and ate like a vacuum cleaner.Â I am not certain I didn’t munch the napkin.
Now I’m going to bed.