We left the main track and climbed over mossy trees, vines, and sunk into years of damp leaf litter. I slipped over a few times.
We eventually knew we were on the right track when this sign appeared out of nowhere
This traffic build-up is mild for the afternoon of Good Friday! I forgot to check this morning but can only assume it was horrendous.
Having lived in the Mountains for over 30 years*, one thing you learn very quickly is to not touch the highway on Easter.
*so what if Iβm almost 32. My statement is true!
Evie likes to wake up at odd hours of the night to scream, scratch the fabric storage boxes under the bed and get the zoomies. She bites me when I try to stop her.
She did this at 3:30 this morning.
I got angry because a) it was 3 fucking 30, and b) our baby is still sleeping in our room.
Her bullshit went on for ages but she settled down⦠just as she woke the baby up at 4:30.
Now sheβs snoozing peacefully, living her best life, and Iβm propping my eyes open with matchsticks.