Good Morning! I just checked my blog sstuff to see where I had left off and realized I never even published the last one. I tried, but apparently not hard enough. So, Now we’re going for 2 posts one right after the other.
I stayed in Springfield, MO at the Walmart until 1PM. CJ had gotten up early, right before me, and had disappeared. He messaged me a couple times, the last one asking if I had already left without him. I had said “No, but I’m preparing to…” An hour later and no signs of him returning. I was starting to think he was waiting for me to leave before he would come get his stuff, or complain. So I bundled his stuff up and set it next to the tree with a bottle of water.
I drove for a good 4 hours that day. We stopped at a park and a Walmart and over nighted at a Rest Area.
Yesterday I drove a total of 7 hours. Stopping to put some fuel in and letting the engine rest. Everything was flooded in Iowa. It lloked like miles and miles of lake with homes in the middle. For driving into the middle of the storm area, we only saw a little sprinkle of rain. We also stopped in Sioux Falls to play at a playplace for a little while. That’s probably the reason my belly is feeling queasy this morning.
We are currently in Mitchell, South Dakota, parked at the Walmart. I made coffee and pancakes. This lovely lady came by a little earlier and kicked down our first kickdowns since Ash Flat. I’m hoping there’ll be more… Particularily I would very much appreciate someone coming by to take us to the gas station and fill up our tank. I’m at a quarter, but have another 740 miles ahead of us. Right now I feel tired. I doubt that coffee can cure this fatigue. Besides, the caffeine didn’t do any good things for my upset stomach. Well, maybe it released/flushed some, but I still feel tired and queasy. It’s chilly up here.
I’ll just hang out here until I feel better. Hopefully there’ll be more kickdowns.Hopefully I’ll feel better soon. Galixy keeps climbing all over me, so it isn’t likely.
I’ve been having a lot of time to think. Besides feeling bad about CJ, who bitched me out for leaving him (understandable), I’m constructing Bugus into things it will never be, and possibilities of what could happen….
Blah. I feel like poo. It smells so strongly of poo in here right now, I feel like puking ontop of it all. Yuck.
Loving you!
Matilda the Bugus 