The pull of the road is strong even though I just got back from a quick 5 day road trip to Minnesota.

I know I’ve been gone the majority of this summer, off to Alabama, or up north to camp or to DC for a meeting. Or somewhere.

If I was a responsible adult I’d buckle down and get some things done around here.

If I was a responsible adult I’d work on weeding the gardens.

I’d order more mulch and get it spread before we turn the corner toward winter.

If I was a responsible adult I’d unpack Katie’s luggage and put it all away so that I can find her stuff again when she has to go back to camp.

In fact, I’d clean out her cupboard in the laundry room where years of stuff she no longer uses are stored in sloppy piles.

If I was a responsible adult I’d empty out the freezer and toss out all that frost covered unidentifiable stuff hiding in the back.

If I was a responsible adult I’d sort through the camping gear and toss the stuff that is old, broken, moldy or never used.

Then I’d rearrange it on the shelves in the basement so I knew what I had before next season comes around.

If I was a responsible adult I’d do the same for the pantry. You don’t even want to know what old, broken, moldy or never used stuff is in there.

If I was a responsible adult I’d clean out the oriole bird feeder and put it away for the season. The hummingbird feeders need some attention too.

But I haven’t done any of that. Instead I heeded the call of the road and went in search of barns.

And I don’t feel guilty one bit.