We're spending the night in Gulfport, Mississippi, en route to New Orleans. We could have made it all the way into N.O., but we both were tired and I was a bit cranky. Cranky hell, I was a raving bitch. I drove about 150 miles while Lee slept. Immediately upon awakening, he starts to backseat drive, telling me that I was making him nervous. I told him that he couldn't be nearly be as nervous as I was annoyed. I could write about 500 words or so as to the various reasons I was annoyed, but that would take more energy that it's worth.
Tuesday we drive around in New Orleans to various addresses to see how friends and family fared. Tuesday night I fly home. It's only been 10 days, but there was a lot of miles crammed into those 10 days and I'm tired.
I got plenty to talk about, so stay tuned.