Spinning In Circles.

I feel like a truck that's got stuck in the mud. Just spinning and spinning and spinning hoping I'll get unstuck but don't know when that will happen.

He's on the phone right now and just scheduled an interview in Charleston on Thursday.

Sounds like we are going to go ahead with our planning but not know the destination. I think we'd have better luck if when we hopped in the U-Haul to start the ignition and just closed our eyes, pointed in some random direction and drove that way.

Either way, I'm cool with it.