Tomorrow morning I will be driving my happy ass to Indianapolis to board a plane heading for the great state of North Carolina. While I used to fly regularly and loved it, something changed post-kidlet, and as my OCD got worse, so did my fear of flying. I'm a control freak and I'm the first to admit it. So, as you can imagine, getting on a giant aluminum tylenol and jetting across the sky at supersonic speed where if something did happen to go wrong, it wouldn't matter because there would be nothing I could to about it is not exactly a thrilling prospect for me. That said, it's all for a job interview which could mean that I could live in a part of the world that I LOVE and want to live in die in (it will be about 55 degrees tomorrow when I get there! and my hotel is close to the beach! and I can eat fresh seafood!).

I'll be back Tuesday night as long as everything goes as planned. :)