Books, Loans and Sore Butts

While riding in the pick-up, I spent a lot of time reading, talking, and taking pictures out the window.  Most of the pictures didn’t turn out so well.  I did get one of the sun behind the clouds; the edges are bright, and there are rays of light coming out from behind.  It’s probably the best picture I took the entire trip, which wasn’t quite as long as I thought (and hoped) it would be.

When I wasn’t talking (about anything from abortion to crops), I was usually reading.  (My butt also fell asleep, and I wiggled and squirmed to try new positions that wouldn’t let it fall asleep again.)  Early in the day, I had finished “The Mammoth Hunters”, and because I didn’t think I would finish it (because when I left, I still had maybe 250 pages left), I didn’t bring another Jean M. Auel.  What I brought instead was “Eat, Pray, Love”.  I started it while Sam was absorbed in “The Pirates of the Caribbean”.  So far, I’m in love.  Elizabeth Gilbert is an amazing writer, combining humor with her (somewhat) bittersweet journey to find what she’s looking for; pleasure, devotion and balance.

I’ll hold off on the review as of now, but I am looking forward to getting one written.  So far, (and I’m not a huge fan of non-fiction) her story has captured, and held, my interest, and I hope it continues.  And if it doesn’t, I still have “The Plains of Passage” and “The Shelters of Stone” to read.

In about 3 weeks, I’m headed off to Orientation, and after that, Florida.  But before all that happens, I have to decide what I’m taking for college, because when I finally get back home, I’m going to be going to my sister’s to help with the new baby for a week, and then I have to fly back to Naperville to begin college.  I don’t have a whole lot of time to be deciding what I need to bring, and what can stay.  My plan, so far, is after I’m done packing everything I need for the upcoming trip (orientation/vacation), if I have room, I’d like to pack college stuff that I don’t really need at home, and leave it with Kyle so I’ll have more room when I’m flying down the second (and hopefully, final) time.  Everyday, I see something in my room that makes me go, “Hey!  I’m going to need that in college!”.  But the problem is, I’ve never been to college, and I don’t know what I’m going to regret bringing, and what I’m going to regret leaving at home.  It’s pretty unlikely that I’ll be coming back during breaks because I just don’t have $300 for tickets while I’m paying for everything I need in college.

And speaking of books; crap.  I never once thought about having to buy them.  I knew that’s what college kids did, but for some unknown reason, I spaced that part, and in doing so, virtually ignored about $400 that I’m going to need.  I keep telling everyone that I’ll be fine, I’ve got jobs for the next week, and when I get back, my sister is going to pay me too.  But, in the 2 months I have left, I’m not going to be able to make $1300, plus $400 for books.

I’m going to have to take out more loans, which I’ve been fighting from the start because I don’t want to put myself more in debt when I’m already taking out $6000 a year.  I don’t want to have all that debt hanging over my head for the rest of my life.  But I can see it’s probably going to be necessary to be able to attend college and further my education.


North Dakota Hotel Scene

After calling all the hotels in Minot, North Dakota, we were told to call this one; the last hotel remaining.  The Vegas Hotel.  We got the last room available.  You can imagine what wewere thinking when we were looking for it.  We were expecting disgusting exterior, seedy interior.  But, as we pulled in, we were surprised to find that it doesn’t look so bad.  It’s a little rough around the edges, the game room/pool area is grungy, and there are big bleach stains on the carpet, but the room is clean, and the beds were nicely made, with no unwelcome visitors at night (yet).

The drive over was both boring and bittersweet for me.  It was 7 hours of trying to keep Sam entertained when he kept asking questions about Lady GaGa in Glamour;  “Why is she wearing pastic?  Does she wear plastic to bed?  Is she married?  Why is there bubbles covering those places?  Can you make my birthday cake like this picture, only without the bubbles?  Please please please pleeaassee?”  It went on and on and on.  (I’ve also taken a lot of photos, and I’ll upload them to flickr as soon as I get home, and I’ll do a more in-depth post.)

But, driving past the flatness of North Dakota reminded me of Wyoming, and of what I was leaving.  I always told myself that I wasn’t going to miss this place, that I wasn’t ever going to come back, not even to visit.  And yesterday, seeing all the wide openness, I got a little bit freaked out because I wasn’t going to see it everyday anymore.  I was going to see people and buildings everyday.  The trees won’t be the same, the grass won’t be the same and above all, the people won’t be the same.  What will I do if I hate Naperville?  If I hate North Central; the staff and students?  I can’t just come slinking back to Wyoming.

I don’t want to be a failure, but I’m scared to be a success.


I was shocked when I got home after getting my hair done to find my blog was viewed 122 times.  A normal day is usually about 20 views, and I was also shocked when it had 55 views.  But anyways, enough about blog views…

Today, I’m working up at the ranch, and tomorrow, I’ll be up there as well.  On Monday and Tuesday, I’ll be in North Dakota with Beth, and maybe I’ll make enough to make up for the fact I spent too much on my hair…So, don’t miss me too much those few days. :)  If you’re my friend on Facebook, you can see what I’m up to, and if you’re not, I’ll update you, with pictures, when I get back!  (Hopefully I’ll get some reading in on the road!)

And in lieu of a normal Silent Saturday, here’s a picture I took yesterday, after my hair looked better. (A very large version.)