planning anything proves futile once again
You know, all these rejections, silent or otherwise, from potential employers is really helpful in preparing me for attempting to publish a novel. =)
Weekend trip was a blast, as usual. No rain for once! Swam a-plenty, sang songs, played with fire, made some delicious food, and spent quality time with some good people.
Had a flat tire when we got back to the outfitters; nail lodged in it. Soooo...an extra two hours tacked onto the trip and a less-than-relaxing night back home. Going to try to plug my tire in a bit.
Spent most of the night researching places to stay near Yellowstone (we leave early Thursday morning). Finally found a possibility, but it is ex-nayed today because Christian's family fails at communication even more than my family. GAH! This is frustrating; we were supposed to book a place Friday at the latest, but we still have nothing. No one is helping us except in rejecting what we try to find. They want to wing it, pretty much, not reserve anything. This is...stressing me out more than Japan ever did, aie-yi-yi.
I apologize to my family; with Japan, I was the one sitting around hardly helping, only offering criticism to possibilities. I am properly chastized.
It wouldn't be as stressful if it wasn't a huge national park like Yellowstone, where people reserve places to stay a year in advance. And it wouldn't be as stressful if I didn't have to worry about cost so much--if I actually had some sort of income.
I felt like saying I wasn't going anymore, but...I don't like being wishy-washy like that. I said I was going. I will go.
My bike is still at Christian's; my car is out of commission. Time limit for Yellowstone approaches. All my weekends are booked through half of October. Being unemployed pushes at me each day. I just feel trapped in general, I suppose.
Weekend trip was a blast, as usual. No rain for once! Swam a-plenty, sang songs, played with fire, made some delicious food, and spent quality time with some good people.
Had a flat tire when we got back to the outfitters; nail lodged in it. Soooo...an extra two hours tacked onto the trip and a less-than-relaxing night back home. Going to try to plug my tire in a bit.
Spent most of the night researching places to stay near Yellowstone (we leave early Thursday morning). Finally found a possibility, but it is ex-nayed today because Christian's family fails at communication even more than my family. GAH! This is frustrating; we were supposed to book a place Friday at the latest, but we still have nothing. No one is helping us except in rejecting what we try to find. They want to wing it, pretty much, not reserve anything. This is...stressing me out more than Japan ever did, aie-yi-yi.
I apologize to my family; with Japan, I was the one sitting around hardly helping, only offering criticism to possibilities. I am properly chastized.
It wouldn't be as stressful if it wasn't a huge national park like Yellowstone, where people reserve places to stay a year in advance. And it wouldn't be as stressful if I didn't have to worry about cost so much--if I actually had some sort of income.
I felt like saying I wasn't going anymore, but...I don't like being wishy-washy like that. I said I was going. I will go.
My bike is still at Christian's; my car is out of commission. Time limit for Yellowstone approaches. All my weekends are booked through half of October. Being unemployed pushes at me each day. I just feel trapped in general, I suppose.