North!

I leave for northern California today! I only work until 1pm, which is of course great, but at the same time awful because I have three hours left and it will be the longest three hours of my life. Also, we just found out that our part timer won’t be coming in to day because his grandmother was rushed to the hospital, which means there are only going to be two people in my department when I leave. I feel sort of bad, but at the same time I don’t because they all need to pull their weight in call volume anyway. I consistently take at least half of the total calls every day, when there are three other full time people and it’s starting to piss me off.

I can’t wait to see northern California again, to smell the ocean and the clean forest air and have the cool weather again. I am hoping I’ll have a little bit of time to go for a solitary drive to take some pictures and taunt everyone on my news feed with the greenery and the nature. I sort of want it to rain, so I can watch the mists in the trees and use my umbrella for the first time in forever.

Is it bad that I miss the nature around my home town more than I miss the people? Should I feel bad about that? I don’t, because it was all one big stagnant situation.

I will be happy to see my grandparents again. My Grandpa Robbie, my dad’s dad, was always one of my favorite people, and my great grandmother (Grandpa Robbie’s mother) has an awesome personality and always tells the best stories.

Sometimes I feel bad that I don’t keep in touch more often. I am not very good at it. Initiating conversations gives me an extreme amount of anxiety that I have never been able to get over and my relationships suffer because of it. I need to at least start sending holiday cards or something.

Ah well.

I spent the last two nights with Andy. He’s excited for the next four days because he doesn’t have to work at Sea World, but is working for a production and the Jewish Community Center instead. He’s looking forward to it, but he’ll be working a full forty hours in those four days and I know he’s going to be dead when I get back. It was actually perfect timing that I am out of town while he’s doing all this.

Traveling is always such a big ordeal in my mind. I’m only going to be gone for like three days total and I’m sitting here thinking I need to pack ALL OF THESE THINGS!  Star Wars DVD’s because my sister has never seen them, an extra book, a notebook, a drawing pad, ink pens, colored pencils.

Like seriously, what am I going to do with all of that? The plane ride is….maybe an hour, hour and a half, and I’ll most likely be sleeping most of the way in the car. I need to rethink my packing when I get off work today. As it is currently, I’ve got a suitcase, a shoulder bag, and a regular purse that I want to take. I should not do this. I’m not going to China.

Okay, I’m babbling now. I don’t know if I will have the opportunity to update while I’m gone, but we shall see.