Day 7. Full on cross country mode has set in. While eating lunch with the Babbs at Aurelia’s Brewery, Hunter mentioned Monday and I stopped for a moment. Was it really a weekday and not a Saturday or Sunday? Yes, I’ve reached that point where days of the week are meaningless. Not great when a wedding and prior events are scheduled over the ensuing week. Further adding to the cross country ‘flavor’ is the aroma and disarray of the Sienna. Vacuuming the Sienna on a regular basis keeps that vehicle looking decent most times but now the crumbs, the locust smashed against the grill from a stretch through Texas, the…