Changed plans and came back to Pennsylvania Amish country vs. going to Philadelphia.
We drove through on the way down to Delaware and it was just too beautiful to not stay in for a few days. Of course today is thunderstorms all day so the place had a different cast to it than.
Moods are contagious. Especially moods bottled-up in two hundred square feet, where they are on full display and don’t have anywhere to hide. Yesterday the sour mood here was a pandemic to our little world.
I woke up in a bit of a funk, thinking about mortgaging my soul for a paycheck again once this trip is over, knowing there are better ways, and wishing.
Sharaun was unhappy with the results of her lunchtime stopover hair appointment in Dover. Some stuff is harder from the road, consistency in this area is one.
Both kids were in full protest mode at school, Keaton being particularly challenging. I know selfishness comes as a package deal with kids, but it’ll be nice when their self-awareness develops sufficiently that they choose to act for the best of the group.
At the end of the day I pulled out the awning to fend off rain and sat outside under it in a camp chair, needing some removal from the shared space. Sat and listened to innumerable birds in Spring song and tried to shake it off.