We’re in the land of mega-chains and drive-throughs! (A.K.A. the rest of the United States outside of Nantucket.)
Saturday morning, we were on the first ferry off the island at 6:30 am. After an adrenaline filled morning of, “oh my gosh it’s 10 to six, we have to go!”, we had a leisurely 2 hour ride to Hyannis walking around the boat with a teddy bear and stopping to say “dagda” every time we saw a dog. Or, at least somebody did.
Then, we drove 6 hours to Burlington, Vermont, only stopping twice:
once for play (and a little business for me) at Mothers and Company in West Boylston, MA and once for the closest we could get to a “meal” on the road.
And then, we spent some time with our Mim, discovering things like remote controls
(which she thought was a cell phone),
before I had to leave Nora to go do the work that brought us to Burlington. It makes sense that while living this week in the land of corporate everything, I’ll be away from her from 7:30-5:30 all week. It’s so hard (mostly for me, she’s having fun with Mim), but I just have to keep telling myself it’ll be worth it. And it will, but it still didn’t erase the pang of sadness I felt walking out the door this morning, as if I had never done it before…and it does nothing to help the slight paranoia that she might wean this week. I’m so not ready for that.