I'm one of those people who are content to stay in the house for days at a time. I'm very comfortable with myself and my home. All that comfort goes away when for whatever reason I'm forced to stay home.

Today I took my car away to have some work done. I expect to get it back on Friday. All afternoon today, I've been thinking about going out to the supermarket, pet food store, or even taking a ride. It was a beautiful day. Then the reality hit. I don't have my car.

Maybe tomorrow I can take a ride. No, wait, no car.

I hope the weekend is good, I need a road trip.