This week… I don’t even know where to start about this week.  Wild, hopeful, then crushing.  For the last three days the dial has been set firmly at “Blah.  And also?  Meh.”  I hardly recognize all this apathy, all this laying around doing nothing, caring about nothing.  Tonight’s Anti Biddy was a strange one, as suddenly all four of us girls are suffering the Blahs. 

Saturday I leave for Flagstaff, one of my favorite places.  It’s been many, many months since I drove for pleasure, and considering the frequency that I used to take solo trips to Flag/Sedona this one is long overdue.  This time instead of driving up and through and back in a day, essentially spending 8+ hours in a car by myself, I’m staying with friends Saturday night.  We’ll hang out at the cabin, drink and talk, hit the bars that night and relax on Sunday before heading home.  I’m looking forward to this like you could not believe.

I am, however, not preparing for it.  We haven’t firmed up times or plans, and I haven’t packed a single thing.  Not that there’s much to pack, I don’t have any clothes and am nearly out of half of the products that are necessary to be a clean, decent human.  Truck is overdue for an oil change and I never bought a travel charger for the iPod.  Did I mention I’m going out to drink my face off for the best friend’s birthday tomorrow night?  So basically, I’m waking up Saturday morning(ish) and throwing anything that seems like it would be useful in a the overnight bag, hoping that it’s still well stocked from the last trip I took.  And honestly?  I can’t remember the last trip I took.

The only thing I have managed to prepare is a few mixed CDs for the drive.  I’ll probably pick out another handful off the rack.  I cannot tell you how badly I need to be alone with myself in a car for an extended period of time, obviously so much that I’m driving separately from everyone else.  I need thinking time, and the highway is the best place to do that.  Not to mention that there will be few distractions the whole weekend, no internet, little cell phone.

I wouldn’t be surprised at all if I came back changed.