It's been some kind of month. Work has been demanding, and not in a good way. The book is now very close to deadline where it moves forward again in the production process. Combine that with my usual demands of a high maintenance Man, and a needy pet, and there's the makings of a meltdown. And, the heat! I just want to hibernate all summer in a cool dark room with some icy cold liquids until it's safe to come out in wool again.
Even with a late start, this was a welcome trip. We had made it through heavy traffic to the expressway only to find that I had forgotten my Illinois Tollway transponder in my usual car. Not having it would have made the drive a total nightmare, so we went back for it, and decided on a different route to avoid the Kennedy Expressway traffic. We ended up in Madison again for the night, in the same hotel that I like. Looking through the tourist information, I found a listing for a yarn shop that I had known about. I checked the hours for Sunday. The Man must have been in a really good mood, because he indulged me, and was perfectly agreeable for me to stop there on our way out of town. I had driven in Madison enough to know just how to get there, or maybe I have a homing device when it comes to finding yarn.