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It seems to be Friday again, despite Snip's conviction that it's the End of Days because there was a small thunderstorm this morning. I wouldn't mind that so much, except that she's taught Lily to be afraid of thunderstorms too. So Snip goes and hides in the darkest corner of whatever room I'm in, and Lily goes and hides in the bedroom closet.

My irrational fear of driving is still there. I wish it wasn't. I want to be like everybody else, for whom driving is just a thing they do. I could probably get there if I were willing to spend the money and rent a car every weekend for about six months and drive all over the place and get used to it. As it is, once a year I suck it up and take the Hairy Beasts to the vet in a Zipcar, and hate every second of it. I have to be driving for about twenty minutes before I start relaxing, and the trip to the vet is shorter than that.

So I'm driving to Maine tomorrow. That's a long enough trip to let me relax before I get there, and it's also supposed to be fun. (Going to the vet isn't fun for anybody.) And, it's not supposed to rain tomorrow. So it's all good, and I wish I could stop being nervous about it.
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