I got up at 6:00 this morning, and spent 4 hours packing, cleaning the house, and getting things ready to go to the National Specialty.
Then I got in the car and drove 10.5 hours to my first stop - in Eastern Ohio. I am now sitting in a hotel room in Red Roof Inn that's seen much better days, wondering what in the world I was thinking. I'm exhausted and covered in dog hair.
When did it seem like a good idea to drive ~16 hours each way to go to a dog show?
And better yet, to go to a dog show when I haven't practiced for 2 weeks?
Maybe I'll feel better about my decision when I'm checking into the hotel tomorrow?