I’d planned it out and I was determined. I was going to leave around the first of June to go on my Epic Adventure. I was going to jump on a Greyhound bus and travel with the wind.
As always things didn’t work out. The amount of writing gigs I was getting slowed for the summer and without work there is no money. I could just go on foot I suppose but I’m not that crazy and I need to buy some dog food energy bar things for my dog. I can go without food for a while, Comet cannot.
These dog food bars are actually a really cool solution to traveling with a dog. http://www.turbopup.com/ . They make them in La Pine, Oregon. There is another brand but the bars were vegetarian. Screw that stuff. Obviously I would only use those bars while traveling on the bus. They are expensive.
I think I may have a position starting in September in a hostel in San Diego. This is the hostel: http://www.hostelon3rd.com/#!home/mainPage . It looks like ever so much fun. I have a friend from college who just moved to San Diego so I will get to see her again. I’ve always wanted to see a non-Oregon beach. Although I differ from most people as I love the way Oregon beaches are almost always stormy.
The woman who called me and left a voicemail about the position sounded excited about Comet. She said they were thinking about getting a mascot dog. I emailed her back saying that Comet loves attention and would adore being a test mascot.
Ultimately waiting until September might work out well. I applied for Partial disability due to my bipolar and I’m supposed to hear back in August or something. The older I get the more it disrupts my work. Even writing. I get low swings and I can’t focus or I feel like I’m wading through clear jello. I want to still write part time but I don’t want to be SOL if I have a lot of bad days one month. I can live fairly well on next to nothing better than most people. I doubt I’ll get disability though.
Additionally, I want to go to Texas to see my grandma in July or August. Her health is declining and I want to see her before it is too late. A bus trip to Texas still costs money so I hope I get more work soon. Yes, I am hoping to get money so I can pay to visit Texas during the most miserable time of year there. I am certifiably crazy after all.
Anyway, that is my update on my adventure. Right now I am bumming at my parent’s house like a loser. I never pictured myself as someone who would be almost 30 and still living with her parents. I didn’t even like living at my parent’s house when I was a kid. I just wanted to be independent. Yes, I am having a pity party. No, I don’t have cookies or chips and dip. However, I can play some depressing music if you like.