Salem

Today I’ve been thinking of home a lot because I got a coupon from Stacia (THANK YOU.) for $150 off plane tickets home, and now I’m just wishing for both of these terms to go by really super fast.

I’m so excited to see Wyoming again, because I’ve been gone for 10 months (almost a whole year!), but I’m also excited to see Salem again.  The woman who took him told me to come over anytime to visit him, and I can’t wait to cash in on that.  This huge part of me hopes that he’ll remember me, but then again, if he remembers me, wouldn’t he know that I abandoned him?  That thought alone makes me want to stay away.

But because I’m thinking about him, you need to be thinking of him as well, so I give you: The Timeline of Salem.

I miss my hiking dog.  Even though he would drag me along after him, I miss just having him with me.  I miss his complete loyalty to me, and how excited he got when he saw me, especially after I had been gone for a long time.  He made long car trips easier because he sat in the front with me.  I miss my baby puppy, the one who fell asleep in my arms, the one who cried when he couldn’t find me (and when he grew up, searched every room methodically until he found me), the big dog (who was bigger than me), who put his paws on my shoulders and hugged me.

Oh Salem, I can’t wait to see you again.

This is Going to Happen

I’m going to do this. I’m going to do this.   I’m going to do this. I’m going to do this.  I’m going to do this.

Maybe if I keep saying that over and over to myself, I’ll blog every day like I’ve been meaning to do.

This will be a short one, kind of like using training wheels so I can get used to this blogging thing.

I have a job interview at 5, I have a lab and a worksheet on science due tomorrow.  The interview is about 2 hours long, and I’ve already scoped the house out with the help of Kyle.  It looks nice.  It’s huge.

I had a different interview a few days ago.  I think it went well, but I haven’t gotten a phone call back yet.  I hope I do.  I need money.

I keep telling myself to take more pictures, and today I took two of my dorm room.  The bed is rumpled, because I had to get up to get to class at 8, and I let Kyle sleep in.  I took one of my desk, which is piled high with everything from a fan to a bottle of sand.  (It’s my goal sand.)

The amount of time I spend sitting at my computer, eating stuff out of my food drawer, is larger than the amount of time I: blog, take photos, attend class.

Salem got a home.  He’s happy, the family is happy, I’m happy.  (His name is now Faolan, which means wolf in Gaelic.)

I’m still reading.  (Right now it’s Kathleen Woodiwiss, but I wanted something fast and easy.)

Belly=Baby, Salem=Shelter, Kittens=Missing, Shipping=Sucks, Packing=Nervewracking.

First of all, I want to congratulate my sister on her new addition.  Hudson Nicholas was born on August 23rd at 9:02 a.m.  He weighed in at 8 lbs, 3.1 oz, and was 19.5 inches long.  At his check-up yesterday, he gained 4 oz.  He’s adorable.

This past week has been hectic, and I haven’t had access to internet, except for my Palm, and there’s no way I’m going to write a whole blog post on that.  I was way excited to get one, and they do prove to be a way to kill time.  I don’t think I spent more than an hour away from it while I was at my sister’s house.

On the way home yesterday, the piece of crap car I’ve been driving since my other broke down, broke down about an hour and a half from home.  I called dad, and he came to get me, but he thinks the fuel pump went out.  Just like my other car.  Fuel pumps hate me, apparently.  So, the plan to take Salem to the shelter today isn’t happening, unless a car magically shows up that I can use.  I’m not really sure when I’m going to be able to take him, but I only have a few days left until I leave, and I have to take him soon.

I’ve been packing/cleaning all morning, and I’m a little sick of it already.  I was sure that I could fit all I needed to fit in both of my suitcases, but it’s already looking pretty bleak.  I’ve already picked through everything once or twice, making sure I really do need to bring it, and there’s still too much stuff to shove in my one suitcase.  My carry on is almost bursting at the seams because I shoved so many clothes in, and that’s not even counting the laundry I’m doing now.  I’ve already eliminated most of my summer clothes from the bag, things like tank tops, because I have a million, but it didn’t take long to fill the space left by them.  And I was also planning on sending the big, bulky things, such as towels, blankets and my winter coat, but when I got everything to the post office, the guy told me that the boxes were unacceptable, and I had to repack, and alas, there was no room left for my coat.  So I brought it home, thinking that it wouldn’t be a huge deal to have to pack it.  But it is.  And I would take all these things to the post office, box them up, and send them off, but I have no car to GET to the post office.  Oh wait a second, even in this town of 17 people, there is one!  I should probably get out of the house, and go see if they have boxes that I can send a few more things in.  Because I don’t especially want to send all my jackets.  I have about 4 hoodies that I want to bring, and a regular jacket.  Don’t forget the winter coat, either.

When dad picked me up yesterday, I asked how my kittens were doing.  Turns out Cairo and Felix went missing a few days ago, and haven’t returned.  They were my favorites.  The three that are left (Addison, Phoenix, and Pirate) aren’t as friendly.

I also need to finish getting a loan, because I have that extra $4,000 I can’t afford to pay before I start school.  I finally found a loan that I can apply for on my own, without a co-signer, but I looked at it on my phone.  I need to look at it, read details, and looks at interest rates before I let myself get too excited about it.  I hope that the two weeks before school starts is enough time to get it finalized.

And that’s pretty much all that’s going on in my world these days.  I’ll try to keep you updated while I finish packing (hopefully…), get Salem to a shelter, and move away from Wyoming.  (I miss my nephews already.)

Catching Up

My work schedule has finally slowed down enough for me to take some time to write something.

I had a lot of fun hanging out with Braden for a week, and was a little bit sad to go back home.  I was excited, however, to sleep in my own bed.  After sleeping on the couch or chair, my bed felt like a cloud.

My yarn came the other day, and I’m really happy with it.  The colorway I chose is called “Williamsburg” in “Wool of the Andes”.  It’s 100% peruvian wool from knitpicks, and it’s really soft.  I haven’t really had the time to start the scarf, but I figure I have a few more months until I’ll need it to keep my neck warm.  I want to knit on the plane, but I’m not sure if that’s a possibility.

I’m more than halfway through “The Plains of Passage”, again, I haven’t had the time to read it very much.  Last night, while Kyle was out eating, I was laying in bed reading until about 11.  I also need to finish “Eat, Pray, Love” because it’s due back at the library in a few days.  I’m onto the second part; the last time I read it was on the drive back from North Dakota.

The kittens haven’t been featured in the blog for a long time, and today seems like a good time to mention them.  They’ve all grown quite a bit, but still aren’t weaned.  Cairo is the biggest, as I knew he would be.  Their pretty blue eyes aren’t blue anymore, but still pretty.

Yesterday, I went into Spearfish to pick Sam up from his grandma’s house and bring him home.  After we had lunch with her, we stopped at Dairy Queen and got some ice cream.  Mine melted and Sam didn’t like the grey ice cream in his blizzard.  I also stopped in at Aasylum Tattoo, and set up an appointment for my next tattoo.  I talked to the guy (AJ) who did my star, and he’s doing my next one as well.  I’m keeping the tattoo a secret, because I don’t want anyone else to get the idea into their head to get it before I do.  My appointment is August 2 at 3 p.m.  I’m super excited, but also a little nervous.  I am glad that I’m going to get it before I leave for college, because then I think I can wait to get another.  The saying about tattoos being addicting is true.

Last Day

Today is the last day of the week with Braden, and then tomorrow starts the three days with Sam.  I honestly can’t conjure up enough excitement to keep working.  I haven’t had a day off for at least a week.  I’m trying not to complain, because I’m making money, and my college fund is going to be growing by leaps and bounds, but I’m exhausted.

I go home tonight, and I’m going to go straight to sleep.  I know one night isn’t enough to catch up on sleep (and you can’t really ever catch up), but I’m pretty excited to sleep in my own bed.

I’m also excited to see the animals, though I can’t say I missed Salem’s puppy bark.  I want to figure out why Jasper’s face is suddenly weird.

When I went home on Wednesday, I was visiting with the kittens, and Jasper saunters up to get some attention.  I don’t think anything of it, and then I take a double take.  There’s about two inches between her eyes now!  If you’ve read my about page, and followed all the links, you would see her nose is totally normal, and not thick at all.  When I go home tonight, I might be able to drag myself outside to take a picture of it, to compare.  There’s something wrong with her.  She looks like an impostor.  Maybe she is…

Where Salem Might Find a New Home…

Today might be the day that I find a new owner for Salem.  Here’s how it happened:

When I went to the ranch yesterday for work, I realized that people I’ve met before are there for a few days to visit and help out.  They usually hunt there in November (or whenever deer season is), so I wasn’t expecting to see them.  Well, last night, Beth and Sam went out to a play, and Pat went out to work on the tractor and wouldn’t be back until late; therefore, I was in charge of dinner.  When the guys came in (Dick is the grandpa, Jake is the 14-year-old grandson) and sat down to eat, the fact that I had to get rid of Salem slipped out of my mouth when I was talking about leaving for college.  Jake was suddenly interested.  He asked the usual questions; What’s his name?  How old is he?  When was he born?  Is he still wild like a puppy?  Has he been around guns? (they’re hunters, I expected that one).  Finally, when dinner was drawing to a close, I told Jake that I would bring Salem up to the ranch so he could see if he liked him.  He agreed.

When I left, Jake was on the phone with his parents asking for a dog.  I don’t know how it went, but I know that he has a chocolate Lab already, but she’s getting really old and he wants a younger dog that he can train to hunt with him.  Salem is definitely his dog.  He loves to swim, he’s pretty good at bringing things back to you, and he’s been around guns before, and he doesn’t shake and hide.  He’s pretty much bred to hunt.  And he’s healthy.

So, in a few hours, I’m headed up to the ranch to see if Jake wants to have him.  Then I’m taking Salem back home, then going back up to the ranch to work for the rest of the day, and get paid!  My car is going to be paid off, and I’ll have my half of the tickets to Naperville paid off with this check.

Tonight, I’m leaving for April’s because I’m helping her for the week.  Then on the weekend, I’m back at the ranch, helping on Monday too, and then I wait a week to get on a plane and fly to Naperville for college orientation.  The rest of this month is crazy, and next month is going to be just as crazy.  I get back on the 18th of August, and the next morning, I’m going to drive down to my sister’s to help with the baby (and I hope I get to be there when he’s born, although I may miss it) for a week or so, and then I have to leave again for college.

While down in Naperville this time around, I’m gonna stop in at Anderson’s, and see if I can get a job application.  Anderson’s is a family-owned bookstore that I’m really excited to go to.  I’m even more excited by the prospect of working there.  If I got a employee discount, I would be buying books like there’s no tomorrow.

One can never have too many books.