not to Oregon

12 hours from now I was supposed to be in my truck driving north. Instead, my truck sits in Moreno Valley, waiting for a new battery cable with less corrosion. So, upon reeducation by the secretaries, I was going to aggressively find myself a new battery cable and make my truck ready for tomorrow ... but on my way home I thought, "Is this a sign? That I shouldn't be driving there? Will this save my life by not being in a horrible accident?"

The trip kept getting shorter, and I'll be there in a month and a half for a good two weeks. So, I guess I'll save the gas and not go. Not see Lara's newborn baby on June 16th. Not see Mahmoud and talk about Irbid. Not see Ashton as a toddler, no longer a baby. Not see the puppies. Not help Stephen clean out the garage where he offered to store my truck. Not drink coffee all day with Amy. Not go hiking with Susan. Not hear about Avery's last days in kindergarten.

Opportunity cost. I guess I'll have a very quiet week ahead - no plans, since my plans were to be gone. That will be ... interesting. Have I ever had such luxury? Wow. How many books will I be able to read? This may be somewhat delicious after all.

I still have one more assignment - due today - to finish, and then I am F - I - N - I - S - H - E - D. Sweet. I want to watch movies and hang out with friends without worrying about other things I'm supposed to be doing. I want this assignment done, but it's making me crazy. Oh well. Just do it. Done is what counts.