On Monday, I had a time in mind to leave on my next journey from Washington to Arizona. Between 9 - 10 a.m. That didn't happen, it never does. If I had a plane or train to catch, I certainly would have missed it.
I won't go into all of the details of the process, but I will put simply that I had to pack up my business to fit into a 10x10 booth, finish all of my new jewelry, pack these in very rugged looking containers so the boxes aren't screaming at thieves, "STEAL ME, Steal me, I'm in plain sight!" No, just trying to keep everything on the lo-down.
After five hundred miles into my 1,700 mile one-way journey, I felt a little sun. We've been having a very, very cold winter, with dark, cloudy days, snow and rain. I was anxious to finally have the opportunity to warm up a little. I know that talking about he weather can be boring, but it is part of our lives. Being in the heat, you don't have to shiver and freeze and you can be outside without a jacket and not worry about hats, gloves, scarf, boots and jacket.
I'm in Redlands, California for the third day of my month-long Spring show season. I have only 320 more miles to go until I reach Scottsdale, Arizona, my first destination for the Scottsdale Arts Festival this weekend, March 10 - 12.
If I wake up early enough, I will be able to go to Desert Hot Springs, which was my ultimate destination for tonight. Only about an hour away, but I couldn't push myself to drive another minute after enduring stop and go traffic for two hours.