All that talking didn't drive us crazy

As I was loading the washer with yet another load of dirty clothes, I smiled and was thinking about our most recent travel adventure.

I am amazed that we drove all those miles and had so many things to talk about. We had brought a whole book full of CD's for those anticipated lags in conversation, but only listened for about 10 minutes the entire journey.

No instead of listening to music, we enjoyed the scenery around us and the company of each other. We liked to try and navigate our route on smaller highways so that the roads would take us through the little towns. The roads where you just barely get up to 65 and it's time to slow down to 55, to 45, to 35 and then stop for the red light in the tiny little downtown area.

Those are the roads that are so much more interesting. And as we drove those roads we talked about our business, we talked about our goals, we talked about other places we want to visit or places that we've already visited, we talked about the things we saw around us, we talked about which route we should take as we navigated the map when we didn't want to listen to Mavis (our GPS), we talked about our crazy ideas, but mostly we just talked. And it was great.

The whole car to ourselves and we had the freedom to go wherever we wanted (within reason -- we only had 4 days). No people to interrupt us or bother us -- just the moment to enjoy to ourselves.

So thank you Paul. It was a wonderful road trip and I think we felt very peaceful and relaxed the entire journey. I can't wait for the next one!