Wow, the past 48 hours have been an absolute whirlwind. The drive out here was as easy as pie. Why pie is easy, I'm unsure, as I'm pretty sure I'd screw it up if I ever tried to bake one. But that's beside the point.
My trip began early Monday morning to the pleasant surprise of me waking up with pink eye. It's a funny thing, waking up with pink eye. My first reaction was sadness, and the second, wondering at what point the previous day had I rubbed poo in my eye. Kidding...but seriously.
Regardless, there wasn't much I could do about it, besides put on my glasses and suck it up. I was too freaking pumped about everything to let it bring me down anyway.
|Me being pumped, with pink eye.|
5 AM rolled around and I pulled out of Crystal Lake, Shannon (the name of my Honda Civic), packed to the brim. The 11 hours really did fly by, due to a combination of my great family and friend's phone calls, and my own fantastic DJ'ing ability. In fact, I sang so loudly for so long, my voice still is a bit raspy today.
States and cities I passed through along the way reminded me of friends and memories. As I drove just south of Toledo, Ohio I couldn't help but mourn a bit. It was at the University of Toledo my Sophomore year that I attempted to eat the court during a volleyball match, losing half of my tooth. See below.
|Photo credits go to Lyndi.|
So here I am now, all moved into my cute little town home. I have zero complaints so far, aside from the pink eye spreading into my other eye, forcing me to have to run in glasses today and look
So far, so good. May just be the runner's high, so to speak, but I'll keep you updated. Now, on to job searching!