Right now, I'm in Lickdale, PA (hee, lickdale) drinking shitty coffee in the Best Western. Four states yesterday, and only three today, but add to that a hurricane-like tropical storm (wtf? Why not just call it a hurricane? Silly weather people), and maybe we won't get there until Sunday. It depends on how Edna feels about being buffeted by 60-mph winds in the Blue Ridge Mountains.
I can't really write about how I feel at the moment, because it changes every two seconds. One second I'm giddy with excitement, the next I want to lock myself in a bathroom and sob for an hour. And everything in between. Things will settle down soon.
Onward.