Oct. 18th, 2009
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Oct. 18th, 2009 04:55 amTrips will take five days, 12 hours of driving each day (8 google time). Earliest date to leave, Nov 3. Latest Nov 8.
Possible Route 1:
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2471 miles
Pros: Through places I've never been before.
Cons: Driving across Wyoming and Colorado in Winter.
Possible Route 2:
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2496 miles
Pros: Very few mountain passes. Friends in San Francisco and Phoenix to see.
Cons: Did half this route already.
Possible route 3:
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2253 miles
Pros: Through places I've never been before.
Cons: Driving through the hearts of the Rockies.
Possible Route 1:
View Larger Map
2471 miles
Pros: Through places I've never been before.
Cons: Driving across Wyoming and Colorado in Winter.
Possible Route 2:
View Larger Map
2496 miles
Pros: Very few mountain passes. Friends in San Francisco and Phoenix to see.
Cons: Did half this route already.
Possible route 3:
View Larger Map
2253 miles
Pros: Through places I've never been before.
Cons: Driving through the hearts of the Rockies.
(no subject)
Oct. 18th, 2009 04:55 amTrips will take five days, 12 hours of driving each day (8 google time). Earliest date to leave, Nov 3. Latest Nov 8.
Possible Route 1:
View Larger Map
2471 miles
Pros: Through places I've never been before.
Cons: Driving across Wyoming and Colorado in Winter.
Possible Route 2:
View Larger Map
2496 miles
Pros: Very few mountain passes. Friends in San Francisco and Phoenix to see.
Cons: Did half this route already.
Possible route 3:
View Larger Map
2253 miles
Pros: Through places I've never been before.
Cons: Driving through the hearts of the Rockies.
Possible Route 1:
View Larger Map
2471 miles
Pros: Through places I've never been before.
Cons: Driving across Wyoming and Colorado in Winter.
Possible Route 2:
View Larger Map
2496 miles
Pros: Very few mountain passes. Friends in San Francisco and Phoenix to see.
Cons: Did half this route already.
Possible route 3:
View Larger Map
2253 miles
Pros: Through places I've never been before.
Cons: Driving through the hearts of the Rockies.
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Oct. 18th, 2009 04:02 pm
I've got one last job application sitting out there. The one I took the aptitude test for. If I happen to get a job from that, I'm staying. That said, the possibility of me getting and succeeding in tht job is incredibly low. It wasn't the job I applied for with them, I'm not sure I can do it if I get it. But if I do, I will try, really hard, cause I need to get these collections guys off my back and rebuild my finances.
Failing that - I'm moving home. Mostlikely on the 3rd, but as late as the 8th, if I don't hear anything. Thanks to two large donations, I have what I need to get home. I'll be getting a trailer hitch for the pickup, renting a U-haul trailer (not everythign will fit in the back this time), and driving for five days, pretty much nonstop home. If Emily is with me, we'll be stopping every 12 hours of driving and staying where we are. If it's just me, I plan to drive every waking moment and get home ASAP.
It's painful to move back. It means that the last year wasn't just a waste of my time, but a painful and costly waste. I came to Seattle with $1500 in my pocket. I'm leaving $5200 in debt. I moved up to marry Emily. I'm leaving because the bureacracy of economics she has to live under would wipe her out. I've met some wonderful people who'm I've grown very attatched to, and leaving them hurt. I've agonized for quite some time, because I know I would hurt my love and other good people by saying it's time to leave.
But let's face the facts: There are simply no jobs here. I've been living since May on donation and the goodwill of others. Before that, I lived on a deficit because I could afford to, until the job went away. Staying here without any source of income means living on other people's dimes, decimating my credit, the loss of my independence, and EMily frankly, being as far away from me in Vancouver as she was when I lived in Texas.
Think of me what you want. And I've heard what some of you think. A coward. An unfeeling girlfriend. A whiner. Someone who has misinterpreted the situation. IT WASN'T FOR A LACK OF TRYING. Going home means I can rebuild, and try again. I will get to Emily eventually, but this mountain has become to high to climb, and the avalanches are coming.
(no subject)
Oct. 18th, 2009 04:02 pm
I've got one last job application sitting out there. The one I took the aptitude test for. If I happen to get a job from that, I'm staying. That said, the possibility of me getting and succeeding in tht job is incredibly low. It wasn't the job I applied for with them, I'm not sure I can do it if I get it. But if I do, I will try, really hard, cause I need to get these collections guys off my back and rebuild my finances.
Failing that - I'm moving home. Mostlikely on the 3rd, but as late as the 8th, if I don't hear anything. Thanks to two large donations, I have what I need to get home. I'll be getting a trailer hitch for the pickup, renting a U-haul trailer (not everythign will fit in the back this time), and driving for five days, pretty much nonstop home. If Emily is with me, we'll be stopping every 12 hours of driving and staying where we are. If it's just me, I plan to drive every waking moment and get home ASAP.
It's painful to move back. It means that the last year wasn't just a waste of my time, but a painful and costly waste. I came to Seattle with $1500 in my pocket. I'm leaving $5200 in debt. I moved up to marry Emily. I'm leaving because the bureacracy of economics she has to live under would wipe her out. I've met some wonderful people who'm I've grown very attatched to, and leaving them hurt. I've agonized for quite some time, because I know I would hurt my love and other good people by saying it's time to leave.
But let's face the facts: There are simply no jobs here. I've been living since May on donation and the goodwill of others. Before that, I lived on a deficit because I could afford to, until the job went away. Staying here without any source of income means living on other people's dimes, decimating my credit, the loss of my independence, and EMily frankly, being as far away from me in Vancouver as she was when I lived in Texas.
Think of me what you want. And I've heard what some of you think. A coward. An unfeeling girlfriend. A whiner. Someone who has misinterpreted the situation. IT WASN'T FOR A LACK OF TRYING. Going home means I can rebuild, and try again. I will get to Emily eventually, but this mountain has become to high to climb, and the avalanches are coming.