Alas, between weather in Missouri and atrocious and unexpected traffic snarls in Illinois, Wednesday’s journey turned into a nightmare. I sat there chewing the steering wheel and watching the ETA on my maps app increment upward until it was predicting well after eight o’clock.
Even before I reached the Wabash river I was starting to nod off behind the wheel, which is never a good sign.
Rather than risk getting kilt inna streets by “Get There-itis”, I made a command decision and grabbed a room last night at the Holiday Inn Express in Terre Haute and finished my journey home this morning.
Glad I went, but even more glad to be home.
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