It would never occur to me to think I don't travel much. I certainly don't travel as much as I'd like, but that's not the same thing. So it was an odd feeling to realize that, other than a single night away to attend the Loggins and Messina reunion concert with my sister 18 months ago, I've not spent a night away from both my husband and son since my brother and I went to Spain in the fall of 2004. Since then, I've been with either one or both of them.
This is different from one of my friends, who's not spent a night away from her children and husband in at least five years, but it was still startling to me.
So it's probably a good thing that I'm going to Seattle this morning to visit one of my good friends from law school, who is living there temporarily. I'll be back Saturday.
And I might even have slept peacefully and continuously for a few nights.