I have arrived in Gallup, New Mexico. The landscape is beautiful. TFA stuff is going well. I have an interview in an hour and a half. More later!

I am in Boise. I am horribly, horribly sick. Yesterday I cried when I crossed over the Snake River into Idaho. The sick and the exhaustion and the almost being home hit me hard. That and I loooooooove my Idaho. The last few days have been difficult to say the least. At some point, I will write all about it. For now, I'm going to take a hot ( Read more... )

I decided to take a nap for a couple hours. It was that or freak out. Of course, falling asleep was difficult. There are a million things running through my mind. My breathing was accompanied by all this wheezing, whistling, and rumbling. Yuck and ouch! So I finally fall asleep and end up having a bad bad dream. This is hard. Really, really

Maybe it's time to panic a little. I'm feeling more and more sick. Joni and Jake just stopped by. I really didn't want them to see how much wasn't packed yet. I wanted them to show up in the morning and see everything just ready to go. I haven't packed any of my kitchen. I'm not feeling very happy with myself. My energy is running low. Part ( Read more... )

My mom called. She's worried about me. She's worried about me being sick, packing, having enough help loading the truck, driving the truck, being tired, holiday traffic. . . I'm basically worried about the same things. My throat aches. My chest is tight. Coughing hurts very bad. I haven't heard from Joni yet. She was supposed to call me " ( Read more... )

I've been packing (off and on) most of the day. I'm not sure if/when I'll actually get sleep tonight. I've managed to scratch/bruise my shins on cardboard boxes, metal baskets, quilting rulers, wooden boxes, and walls. It's a great talent. Would it really be that bad if I just stuff loose things in the U-haul? I mean, I can tidy it up some in ( Read more... )

I just took a shower. I am resisting the urge to crawl back in bed. I will get dressed soon so I can go buy milk. Milk will help ( Read more... )

I'm not OK. I really wish I was, but I'm just not. I know I'm in serious trouble I'm some level. I don't want to admit this. I want to be well-put-together and healthy and happy and all that stuff. There's an underlying level of panic that follows me around. There's denial about the fact that I'm really unprepared to deal with a lot of the ( Read more... )

I think my sick is more than just allergies. And I think my very very tired is more than just benadryl drowsiness ( Read more... )

I guess I haven't posted anything from my laptop in a while 'cause this is still sitting here. It's from March 30 (I think). I never finished it.

I flew to Boise on Friday. I still fee like such a novice with the whole airport/flying thing. I got thought security just fine. Going to the bathroom with luggages isn't fun, though. I used one of ( Read more... )