This is undoubtedly The Error of The Decade. But it goes like this: Karen has done the art show there for decades; probably since it started. Without Karen, there is no art show. Without me driving her there, there is no Karen. So I'm driving.
I'm not ready for this, no. But I can do it. I intend to spend a lot of time sleeping, which at least is something I can't manage to do here at home.
Sometime, I'm going to return to LJ-land and catch up on what all of you are doing with your lives. I sneak a peak here and there, but haven't even done that for days. It would appear, though, that life has been pretty hectic for many of you as well.