Road Trip Anyone?
My parents moved from our 6-bedroom house in Carrollton, GA to our 1-bedroom/1-loft lake cabin in Alabama. Yesterday was the official moving day.
So yesterday I decided to surprise my parents and drive down to help them unpack. But it almost didn't happen. Because as I was driving west on I-20, I was SO close to just staying on the interstate and going as far west as I could go.
I thought, "Hmm, I have a full tank of gas. School doesn't start until August 21st. I have my laptop with me -- I can just email my professor my papers by July 26th. I just got my financial aid check. I've got my iPod and adapter. I should just keep going."
Let me explain things, though. I've been holed up in my apartment all week writing papers. On Friday, I wrote from 12-7 PM. (And I just got an email from my professor that said I should use a different point of view. That means a complete re-write.) I'm fine with not leaving the apartment and getting work done, and the longer I stay there, the less I want to leave at all. ( I know. I have to watch out or I'll become a hermit.) But once I hit the open road yesterday? Man, I was thinking about the Rockies. And the cooler air in the Northwest. And cedar trees. It's was really appealing.
I called Tyler to see if he could go with me after the 26th. He can't. I called Lexia. (She's unemployed like me right now.) No answer.
But at least there are trees in Wedowee, Alabama.
So yesterday I decided to surprise my parents and drive down to help them unpack. But it almost didn't happen. Because as I was driving west on I-20, I was SO close to just staying on the interstate and going as far west as I could go.
I thought, "Hmm, I have a full tank of gas. School doesn't start until August 21st. I have my laptop with me -- I can just email my professor my papers by July 26th. I just got my financial aid check. I've got my iPod and adapter. I should just keep going."
Let me explain things, though. I've been holed up in my apartment all week writing papers. On Friday, I wrote from 12-7 PM. (And I just got an email from my professor that said I should use a different point of view. That means a complete re-write.) I'm fine with not leaving the apartment and getting work done, and the longer I stay there, the less I want to leave at all. ( I know. I have to watch out or I'll become a hermit.) But once I hit the open road yesterday? Man, I was thinking about the Rockies. And the cooler air in the Northwest. And cedar trees. It's was really appealing.
I called Tyler to see if he could go with me after the 26th. He can't. I called Lexia. (She's unemployed like me right now.) No answer.
But at least there are trees in Wedowee, Alabama.
posted by Lauren | 10:52 AM
9 Comments:
Hm, I would go with you. But I can't.
A simialr feeling hit me right after I finished my last class; I realized that I was unemployed, unattached, unmoored and unhinged and the sheer wealth of possibilities seemed overwhelming.
The Northwest is really the only part of the West that I enjoy.
Is Alabama nice? I don't recall ever visiting that State before, but I'm sure you can imagine the impression popular culture has given me...
Yeah, Alabama's pretty nice. We're on a lake in a rural area. There are a lot of national parks all over Alabama. I'm not saying that the stereotypes aren't based on truth...
I was planning on ending my roadtrip in Oregon. Maybe learn how to fly fish.
Coastal Oregon is gorgeous. And I love fishing.
Dang! Now I wish I could go...
I want to go to the beach in Oregon where "The Goonies" was filmed. I want to meet One-Eyed Willie.
Shoot. One-eyed Willy always freaked me out.
I'm actually talking about somewhere deep in the mountains in Oregon. Like, say, I don't know, at least 40 acres in a little hunting cabin somewhere in Josephine County, Oregon. On a creek where I could learn how to fly fish and watch elk and grouse.
Or, you know, something like that.
This is making me want to watch "A River Runs Through It" again.
Um Lauren... I'll go! No let me rephrase that... PLEASE TAKE ME WITH YOU!!! I LOVE the westside!
Yeah, "A River Runs Through It." That's the life I want to live. Including Mr. Pitt. Minus the gambling, death, etc. Oops. Hope everyone's already seen it.
Let's go, Jacki!
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