(8:33pm) I decided that the best way to keep everyone in the loop and abreast of my happenings was to keep a blog. While I realize that this isn't the most personal or intimate way to keep people informed it is the easiest and the least time consuming. For me and you. Besides that on the way I made several goals one of which is to write for a minimum of 15 minutes a day. We will see how that goes when I find a job but for now I will try and be dedicated. Obviously I make no promises!!! ****(WARNING: These are my real thoughts and feelings so if you choose to reply instead of just reading please be gentle)****
Getting out of Utah was a headache. I had to do some ethnic maneuvering to get a trailer from a company that will not be named and then find an adapter to hook up the trailer lights to the back of my vehicle. All that running around plus trying to tie up loose ends put me a lot behind schedule. I ended up not leaving until around 1 or so. I did have some help though...one of my beautiful young "mentee's" Carmela, was extremely helpful in running me around and helping me close out my P.O. Box. As I left I got more emotional than I anticipated and called some people to say goodbye. I'll admit I did shed some tears. I love the people I've met, it was difficult to think that it would be a while until I saw them again. I wish I could have said good bye to more people but obviously time didn't permit.
As I drove through Utah Price was one of the worst places. I stopped at a KFC and it took 25 minutes or so to get a 3 piece chicken dinner. Then when the lady got my order wrong she looked at me as if it was my fault. Yet another reminder as to why I hate UTAH/Utah white folks and was happy I was leaving. Because of the delay in Utah I didn't make it to Denver that night. So I choose a "safe looking" rest stop and Gigi and I spent the night in the back seat. What was cute and typical Gigi was when I had organized the pillows and covers, one pillow beneath my head and one on top to block out the sun, I woke up around 2 or 3 to find her sleeping on the pillow atop my head. She wasn't trying to kill me but just ruling the roost as usual. After gently forcing her off my head she sat in the comfort of my torso for the remainder of the night.
Once I woke up we hit the road again. This morning something cool happened, I put in Mary J. Blige's song "No More Drama," cried and vowed to let go of the past. I would let go of the hurt, the pain, the abuse, the doubt in myself, all the negativity that has been heaped upon me, and anything else that would stop me from living my true potential. With tears flowing and a prayer to my Father, I asked Him to take away the pain and let it go. Shortly after a peace overcame me and I knew that from here on out I would be fine. After a hitting repeat and tiring of the song I changed songs and continued my travels.
By the time nightfall hit I was in Amarillo (which I was told by my good friend Richard is pronounced Am-a-riyo) I stopped at a rest area that had wireless internet. I would have been in heaven but Gigi was playing guardian for most of the night and every time someone walked remotely close to the truck she proceeded to warn them that they were far too close. Which in layman's terms meant I didn't sleep well. After being officially awake from shushing her I decided it was time to get going. Interestingly enough since I was "ruffing" it I decided to go all out and see if I could get a shower. Across the street was a flying J. Did you know it costs $11.50 to take a shower there, $5 of which is a deposit and therefore refundable. So here's my question, what is the deposit for? What can you break in a bathroom that is only worth $5? I guess if I was homeless the 5 bucks would come in handy.
After my trucker shower we were back on the road and off to Dallas. I had to stop there because it was getting dark and my trailer adapter did not work therefore my break lights and turning signals didn't work. My welcome to Texas came when one second it was sunny and the next my cousin and I were getting drenched taking my mattress off the top of my car based on a sporadic torrential down pore.
Well I have filled my 15 minutes and unfortunately am not done with my boring story. Happy reading.
