Gone to Texas ...

Heh, heh. I always loved how people would put that on their businesses or houses when they had taken off for parts unknown and further west.

And, in this instance, it fits. Tomorrow, I'm off to Texas to visit the parental units. I was supposed to stay for a couple of weeks, but I couldn't go down as early as I had planned because of all the stuff going on with My Tex. So, I'll only be down there for 10 days or so.

Even so, packing was a total bummer. I hate packing, and it's even worse now, since I have to gather stuff for myself and my kiddo. I always feel like I'm forgetting something. I guess that's kind of a "normal" state of being for me, or something. *sigh*

I hate travelling, too. It's not the actual flying on the plane part that bothers me. I hate going through security, etc. I know it sounds totally stupid, but I'm so shy. The thought of having to deal with all those strangers makes me want to find a nice, safe place to hide. *cringe*

Anyhoo -- I'll have some internet access at my parents' house. Dial-up -- ick! But, I'll at least be able to check in from time to time. It's definitely better than no internet access. I'm just really spoiled by my lovely high-speed. *nervous laugh*