Day Trip to Sacramento
I've been meaning to go visit my sister in the nursing home in Sacramento, and the weather forecast (snow tomorrow and probably next weekend) meant that if I was doing to do it in February, it had to be done today. Lisa and I had an event we wanted to attend this morning (about which I'll write tomorrow), so we consequently did not get on the road for Sacramento until after Noon. Neither of us had gotten as much sleep last night as we wanted, but Lisa was more alert than me, so she drove most of the way over the top until the Gold Run rest area on I-80, where I took over. Before going to the nursing home, we had a couple of shopping trips in Roseville.( Shopping for a Good CauseCollapse )
After the successful trip to Lush, we went to Fry's for several things, absolutely none of which we could find. Six strikes and you're out with this wasted trip. Things they used to carry (like, for example, a replacement head for my electric razor that I bought from Fry's in the first place) aren't there anymore. We proceeded on to Sacramento.
We actually only spend a bit more than 30 minutes with my sister, but she was glad to see us, and we were glad to see her up and around and with a bit more life in her (and more flesh on her bones) than has been the case over the past few months. We gave her a couple of boxes of cookies that we know she likes, and encouraged her to eat all she wanted. I hope to see her again next month when I head down to the Bay Area for a two-week stint.
The drive home was not a lot of fun. Both of us were tired, but even if we had brought overnight kits (which we did not), with the forecast calling for snow on Sunday morning (since revised to afternoon, but we didn't know it at the time), it would have been unwise to tarry on the west side of the mountains. Lisa got a bit of a second wind from Colfax and drove as far as Verdi, and I took us the rest of the way home. Lisa went straight to bed. I have to deal with all of the caffeine I drank to stay awake on the drive before I can call it a night.
To my surprise, there were still enough coals in the fireplace even after us being gone for more than eight hours that I was able to get the fire rekindled without starting from scratch. The house held the heat surprisingly well, too. In a little while, I'm going to be able to get to bed and not think about when I have to wake up again tomorrow. Current Mood: sleepy