Typing with one eye open

These last two days have been nothing but a blur. This will be brief because I'm currently only typing with one eye open.

The move went off without a hitch. Dad was a rockstar (as usual) and we got packed up and headed out of LA around 2:30. The car was ridiculously full again, despite the 5 boxes I mailed home last week, and with the addition of my dog Gally the ride is a little more uncomfortable than I remember. Two hours later and we were already itching to get out of the road at our first stop, Palm Springs. We had a great dinner with my Grandma and got a good night sleep in preparation for our first big driving day.

Today we drove 4 hours to Phoenix, had a great lunch with my aunt and cousins, and continued driving through Arizona, New Mexico, and finally to Texas. We are stopping in El Paso for the night... completely ready for some shut eye.

This trip is drastically different from the last one, in some good ways and some bad. I think I went through every emotion possible today: excited, mad, happy, carsick, sad, quiet, chatty, and finally content. Transitions are tough, messy, exciting, and confusing. I'm just trying to work through whatever feelings come my way and enjoy this trip for what it is, not try to make it like last time.

We are about a stone's throw away from Mexico, so I'm hoping for some bomb huevos rancheros tomorrow morning before an entire day driving through Texas. We're hoping to make it to Houston tomorrow so that we'll be on target to reach New Orleans mid-day on Sunday with a little time to sight-see/pig out on beignets. Signing off until tomorrow.