This week’s title is brought to you by the department of "Wait, it’s May Day Bank Holiday and I have to work? After not getting any time off over Easter either? STORM THE BARRICADES!“

So, I’ve been sick this week. I was going to write a fun post about how High Point, NC is a bizarre town filled with amazing buildings and then left fallow all year around except for twice a year when the world comes to buy furniture, but I think the moment has passed now. But High Point is pretty bizarre, take it from me.

Instead, I felt recovered enough this weekend to get back in the car. I am currently averaging one drive per week at the moment, which I feel is not enough to be getting used to driving around the area (and leads to building up anxiety of getting in the driver’ sweat again). Also, I have to drive Stacie to the airport on Wednesday, so I thought I would give that a test run and also and buy food things. I ended up getting lost, almost driving off a bridge, and headed in the general direction of, well, I think Greensboro. Although it could have been Virginia.

Come on, who wants to ride in a car with me? WE’LL HAVE ADVENTURES.

Also, pressure-cooked caramelized carrot soup is pretty awesome. Aside from standing nervously around the hob for twenty minutes wondering if the pot is going to explode.