Heading out to nowhere

The husband and I are heading up to Minnesota tonight for my friends wedding.
We are just going half way tonight and we are going to spend the night in the Twin Cities.
Sigh.
I really hope that the TC is more than half-way, but I suspect it's not.
I suspect it will be even longer from the TC to the middle of nothingness where this wedding is taking place.

I love Holly and Chuck (the bride and groom). I lived with them for a while in college. Chuck is one of those guys. He's really quiet, but if you listen to what he says, most of it is sassy and incredibly funny. Holly is a gem. I haven't really kept up with them since college, so it will be really great to see them again...

... if only it weren't in the middle of nowhere, MN.

I would love to blame my reluctance to take this trip on my city of residence, which is about a 45 minute drive from my city of employment. I would love to pretend that otherwise, I'd be totally down with going to this wedding, if only it weren't 10,000 hours away!

I am self aware enough to realize, that the truth is 1/4 part selfishness, 1/4 routine and 1/2 laziness.

I don't want to go and break my routine (aka going to the gym as it is my main "routine") and drive a million miles in the car and waste the entire weekend.

But, guess what? We're going to this shindig.
Why?
Because I love Chuck and Holly enough to drive a million miles, waste the weekend (even when I know I'll only get to see them for a few minutes, and we won't really be able to catch up) and break my routine and go through the hassle of boarding the dogs and get over myself just that little bit.

Having people around who matter to you is a royal pain in the ass.