I'm hitting the road South on Friday the 27th and I'll land in Decatur, GA. Looking for a good hotel there now. I'll eat a great dinner at that Indian restaurant I've been raving about, then hang out at a bar near my hotel.

It's a seven hour drive from there to Shelby's new place in Tampa, so I'll just take my time, enjoy some virgin sights, and layover somewhere and sleep in my truck.

Next morning, Sunday, I'll roll into Tampa, FL. She's got a friend driving the U-Haul and they will arrive late Saturday night. Between the friend and her Tampa buddies, we should have her stuff moved in quickly.

It's a three story townhouse with a garage, main floor, and bedroom upstairs. She knows my issues with stairs and was trying to let me off the hook by just unpacking things down by the truck, and I said fuck that shit!

I ain't driving all that way to be the stairs pussy. I'll just man up, take my Celebrex, and do my share of stair climbing.

She doesn't have to be at work until the following Wednesday, so we have a couple of days to hang out. This is the motivation I've needed for a road trip!