It was supposed to be a quick day trip, a business errand...it turned into an exile.
The plan: a few working hours Monday in Savannah, back home the same night.
The reality: we left Savannah Wednesday night.
Those of us who were under the weather when we left on Monday got worse and those who weren't sick decided to join the coughing-sniffling-achy-body-and-fever-so-you-can't-rest party along the way.
(I'm sure it had nothing to do with being closed in the car with sick people for hours.)
Add to that some 'interpersonal family dynamics' that required our attention/prolonged presence and before long I was thinking about how good Gilligan and Crew actually had it.
So, I'm catching up on the whole 'daily journal entry project' with some post dated entries...all the while acknowledging its trivial nature and feeling there are better things, more important thoughts we could be discussing... should be discussing... but those things must wait... until I know what they are...And how to word them.
Until then, let's play trivial pursuit.
