We have made it to Quanah, Texas in one piece, no thanks to me. I was driving along, listening to the radio while Ray was crumpled in the front seat, sleeping. I was aware that I was tired. After all, we were up by 6 this morning and worked hard to get ready for the realtor to come this afternoon. In fact, I had logged almost 15,000 steps on my step counter by 7:30 tonight when we finally left Sherman. So, maybe that’s why I apparently drifted off to sleep at the wheel and only woke up when I hit the rumble strips and then Ray yelled, “What’s happening?”
My response as I corrected the car back to the road, “I fell asleep, but I’m awake now.”
As you might expect, I immediately pulled off and we switched drivers.
Ray made it at least 15 or 20 miles before we headed to a motel.
So, now it’s time for bed and I’m just glad we’re not dead.
Hallelujah.
I think a good night sleep will make a world of difference.
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