into the sand

With motels being so problematic we decide to drive on to get to our little shed in the sand one day early. I text the owner..someone will meet us and guide us to the house..as it will be "pitch black" and some of the roads are "impassable"..oh jeez..what have I gotten us into. We meet our guide at the local convenience store I grab some eggs, milk and gallons of water..and we are led out into the night. The surrounding area is dotted with a twinkle here and there, signs of life. A few more miles of dirt roads and so many turns I will never find my way back, and a small structure appears out of the dust.
The motion detection lights click on and there she is..just like her pictures (they aren't always). A modest 1950's structure designed with flat roof, one bedroom ,a working kitchen and thank the lord, hot water in the shower. OK ..relax..the fight or flight mechanism inside my motherhood slowly starts to subside. Here we will live for 2 months. In the morning we can "see" where we really are.

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