The sleepless early mornings of a night nurse is unnerving. And lonely. A glimpse into my life: Yesterday I went to bed at 2pm, knowing I had the night off. I woke up at 11:15pm. I missed my roommates getting home, dinner, interaction with anyone that's human. Thankfully Jaxx (see post below) was awake. He watched me read in the living room until about 3:40am. He was waiting for his mom and stayed upstairs. (Update: 0350 am: he found me downstairs and is now on my lap sleeping).
So when I confided to one of my coworkers (he's from Kentucky) that I was possibly moving home, he told me I should road-trip it with my car all the way to New York. At first I thought he was crazy. He told me he had done it before, by himself, and it was amazing. He even saw the largest-ever living prairie dog (when I asked him if it was really living, he said it wasn't, it was a fake stuffed homage - Huge disappointment). I thought of me stopping by ant farms in Alabama and North Dakota (don't even know if I would go through there, but I saw that road trip in the show Doug once and it looked fun). And then I thought, "easy for you to say, you're a guy and are at such a lower risk of getting abducted/becoming missing than I am". I pictured myself at something similar to Bates Motel, 'Psycho' movie style and the nightmares began. Or what about being sold to sexual slavery at a truck stop (mom/dad, hope you're not reading this). I also pictured myself, the hot mess I am, crying the whole entire way to emo music on my iPod.
But I slept on it, and I think it's a potentially good idea. A road trip by myself. Hell, I went to a concert by myself once and it was such an amazing experience. Not saying that's even remotely similar but....
Oh, btw Shay one of my only readers, what do you think? I know you've done this trip-reversed by yourself, and we're kind of alike.... Let me in on your secrets and if this is a good idea or not for a girl in a train wreck state of life.
P.S. being a wreck leads me to also not want fast food, and less of an appetite. Considering I gained about 8 pounds since I've been here, all in the belly (and once someone asked me if I was pregnant when this has happened in the past) I think of this as a blessing. Although I know exercise is good for my heart, I have no motivation (You'd think working on a heart-centered floor would give me some). But going to a beach is really calling my name, and to be in a swim suit, a faux-pregnant tummy just doesn't work out. Sorry AliCat, but at least you'd have a real preg tummy.
This is a me-talking-to-myself post. Maybe it's enjoyable.
P.P.S -- A little rant. One reason I will never raise children in Utah: Abstinence-only sex education bill was passed here in Utah yesterday? One of the top three states in the nation for teenage pregnancy and they still don't get the importance of education. I'm not saying hand out condoms and birth control in the schools, but at least teach safe sex. In my school in New York state, I learned about sex in 7th and again in 11th grade as a refresher. They taught us the basics, what we can do to protect ourselves and prevent pregnancy, but at the end they always said "remember, abstinence is the only 100% form of birth control". We accepted that. And every single friend I had that was sexually active in high school used at least one form of birth control every time they had sex. Crazy, huh? Considering last time I talked to a Utahn about what they learned in sex ed in high school, they were shocked that my friends used any form of birth control at all since they weren't taught that in their school system. Get your acts together.
