Christmas Eve 6:30 am
This is me EXACTLY 24 hours ago. It's Christmas today and we still have road travel ahead.
But yesterday I was a lot more anxious. I made Don take this photo of me in the Springhill Suites in Palm Desert before we departed. I was afraid this might be our most festive moment of the day.
Digging for Chains
We still weren't sure about which route to take. Huge snows were predicted at the mountain passes in Oregon. So we unloaded bags of gifts and hunted for tire chains.
We pulled out of the hotel lot and drove in drizzle and rain.
Then I did my studies. "How do we use these chains anyway?
And I studied maps and websites to determine weather. I texted with Scott who had driven the dangerous route the night before.
Then I studied the Covid rapid test instructions, since we had packed a few.
In Spanish!? That was extra confusing, but luckily I found another set in English. We'll need to take these right before we see the kids.
So for a few hours, we drove in "stressful-decision-making gloom". I'm so tired of making decisions about risk. Should we risk the kids flying and get Omicron? Should we drive the mountain pass in a snow storm and die in a car wreck?
We finally decided to take a 3-hour-longer, coastal route. It felt wonderful to make that safe decision. We celebrated with burgers from Carl's Jr.!
Magic In Ferndale
We had planned on staying at some Fairfield Inn, in Redding. Sick of these blah but pretty safe hotels. But our new route took us near Ferndale, CA.
I Googled and found a place called Gingerbread Mansion! They had a room!
We pulled into town at 7 and it looked magical!
Christmas Eve in a Gingerbread House!
Our host Angel, met us with a mask and showed us our room. She gave us some wine and we sipped a bit before heading out in a soft drizzle.
Never in a million years did I expect to be in a sweet colorful town on Christmas Eve. We headed back to our room with a fireplace and fell asleep with a fire nearby! Today we hit the road to see the kids!
Can't believe this! Merry Christmas!
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 13, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me. I ranted for a year, until I got my vaccine in March 2021.
Coronary Artery Disease was the reason I restarted this blog on September 26, 2021. This time it was Don who was dealing with a worry that started with the letter "C".
Coronavirus and Cancer, Coronary Artery Disease! All are evil, but none can totally get me down... if I vent! I usually end up feeling a little more positive at the end of each post!