Even morning people usually don’t like to rise as early as 4:30 a.m. Not even if there’s caffeine. Not even if there’s a handsome Prince handing you caffeine. But the 6:45 flight to Baltimore was going to depart with or without me. Getting up had to be done.
I quickly packed the rest of my things. Dresses, books, laptop, favorite foods from Trader Joe’s. Roger refused to come out of his shell to help at all, saying that if I didn’t know what I was doing by this time, he really despaired of me. I told him he was getting packed in my checked luggage. Hearing no response, I made good on my threat.
I said goodbye to my hostess Queen Jennie, who plied me with bagels, kiwi and snack bars. The dogs begged for the bagels in vain and licked me goodbye. Rolling my suitcases to the car, we took off down already-busy Cobb Parkway. A huge crescent moon hung in the lightening sky. I savored my coffee and Above and Beyond crooned,
You got to gather up what you need,
You got to choose a direction.
And when the moment is right for you,
You got to go.
After getting through security, my spirits began to lift. I boarded and we took to the sky, climbing altitude amidst the most glorious sunrise.
So, just outside Baltimore, Maryland is where I’ll be living. I only know Maryland as the place when, driving up the east coast, the cold suddenly seizes you at a gas stop. Warm… Warm… Warm… FREEZING. So that’s where I’ll be for a few weeks. Maryland.
I’ll be in Hagerstown for six or seven weeks doing my job as an apartment leasing consultant. With this client, Saturdays are free for adventures! I’m so excited – ready to roll up my sleeves and jump in dauntless – into both the work and play.
Let’s go, Maryland.
The Dauntless Princess