Just Drive

I have driven my car a lot. From Buffalo to Phoenix, to Fort Worth, back to Phoenix, to Los Angeles, back to Phoenix, all around Arizona for my delivery job, and to Sacramento. Even with all that driving, it still isn't an activity I love to do. It is something that, if I don't do for awhile, I will miss, but I don't really ever crave to do it and am more than happy to let someone else drive. But, when uncomfortable times or hard times come, the thought always jumps into my head, 'Why don't I just drive away. Leave everything behind.' Most times I don't think too much on it but a few times I have thought of doing the whole 'Into the Wild' type thing and just disappear. I think it is just stress and I know how much it would hurt the people I love if I just dropped off, but that doesn't stop me from thinking. I have responsibilities. I can't just drive away, no matter how much I may want to. That answer would never be as easy as going to finish the install I don't want to would be.

I just have to remember everything will smooth out.

Leaving for California

That plan didn't work too well.

I got to Sacramento around 6am this morning. I had planned on getting in much closer to midnight. I got up Tuesday around 10am, needing to finish packing the kitchen and bathroom. Not really that much stuff. I guess I dragged more than I should have and it took me way to long. I wanted to leave by noon, 1pm, but I wasn't in my car until 4:35pm. Then, I hit some rush hour traffic leaving Phoenix. During the drive, I got to find to that, no matter what time of day it is, there are always going to be a lot of people driving around Los Angeles.

Around 1:30am I realized I should probably pull over and take a nap, which I do for an hour. Of course it wasn't the most comfortable place to sleep, not being able to adjust my seat much, but if you know me you will know that I can pretty much sleep anywhere.

An hour nap, then back on the road. As soon as I hit the highway, I have the sudden need to go to the bathroom. After feeling this, I see a sign, 'Next service area 35 miles'. Not sure if I should just pull over or if I can make it, I keep driving and mercifully make it without any incident. After that, I buy a water at the gas station and the cashier proceeds to talk to me for like 45 minutes. Must have been lonely.

Well, the rest of the drive was uneventful. May talk more about it in a later post. I got in, saw Brad sleeping on the couch and thought I should let him sleep, he may have been sleeping out there just waiting for me, but he probably would like his sleep more than seeing me. (He wasn't waiting for me and has informed me that he is not a morning person. Really glad I let him sleep.) Though I did scare one of the other roommates when I just walked by the door she was walking out of. Great first impression!

And then I slept.

My Driver Test. (Spoiler: I Passed)

So, I had to take a test online for the ticket I received. I spent almost $250.00 on various fees to take the class and test online. About 4 hrs were spent not reading the text and answering questions that were supposed to make sure I read the sections. I couldn't go on until a certain time had passed even though I would have it answered in minutes. I then took the final test. 50 questions done in about 5 minutes. 100%. Was all this really necessary? I don't think so. Waste of freaking time. Well, on with the rest of the week.

Snow!

The other night, I was called by work. They were shorthanded and needed someone to drive to Flagstaff for them. For those of you who aren't familiar with you Arizona geography, Flagstaff is about two and a half north of Phoenix in the mountains. Having nothing better to do, I agreed. I went to pick up the package at 10pm Sunday night. I had been told it was only going to be one box for 40lbs. When I got there and found it was actually 4 packages for 170lbs, I was wondering how to get it up to my car. Luckily, a nice skycab, one of the guys with the carts that help people with their luggage came over and helped me get it to my car.

On the drive to Flagstaff, I was on the look out for snow the whole time. I didn't notice any until I got within an hour of the city, but I could have missed it, being so late at night and so dark. When I got to the location to drop the boxes off, I noticed there was snow there. I realized I haven't seen snow in around 374 days, since I left Buffalo after visiting for Christmas '08. Thinking I don't know when I'd see snow again, I decided to run into it. After taking one step in, I thought that was enough of that. I made a snowball, but didn't have anything to throw it at so I just threw it into the street. Enough snow for me for a bit.

Ont he drive back, I got to see a coyote and tons of stars. It's nice to get away from the lights of the city ever so often to just see the billions of stars. Made for a decent trip.