The drive to see my family took 10 hours instead of 8. Why, I don’t know.

The cats had a little accident and I had to either crack the windows or get a whiff.

Snow was forecast for the mountains, so I had to be super-tense: “could there be ice spots on this road? are these flurries going to get worse?”

I discovered I am seriously going blind, in that I cannot read a freeway sign until I am right on top of it.