Stuck in a car....

I hate driving. I hate being a passenger.

And yet the past THREE weekends I have been looped into being a passenger in fairly long car trips. Now don't get me wrong...what was waiting on the other end of those car trips was awesome and I loved every single weekend.

But...

I hate having to sit for hours on end, trying to come up with something to say, or trying to find music you can all agree on. I dislike having to eat in the car and fighting to get the temperature just right. I hate not being able to do anything because of my motion sickness. I loathe not being able to get up and walk around when I want to and not being able to kick back when I want to. I dislike having to limit my fluid intake and how badly my ankle swells from being kept in one spot for so long.

There is something to be said for a nice quiet weekend and home. One where there are no real plans. One where you sleep in and meander around. Where food has no real schedule. A weekend where getting dressed is really the only thing you have to accomplish and even that is optional. A weekend where Saturday seems to stretch on for ever.

Now that is a weekend I could get behind. But alas, I have another weekend of being cooped in a car looking at me for this coming weekend.

But on the bright side a Kenny Chesney concert is waiting on the other end. Guess I can't complain to much.