kellita the señorita the ibby dibby dow: back to life...back to reality...

Or whatever semblance of reality this is that I'm in right now.

Either way, it's weird. I'm pretty happy my reality now is not a cubicle with stressful workflows.

Recap of the rest of the road trip Redwood Forest...

We drove for 27 hours to Moab, UT and didn't kill each other. I felt that was a great accomplishment. We hiked in Arches National Park where we watched a couple (with 3 small children) ignore said children at Delicate Arch and had 3408 heart attacks watching all 3 of them almost walk off the side of a large ledge. I would not award them Most Responsible Parent Award at this point and time. We then drove to Denver, CO where I reunited with Noblesville cronies. We tried to go tubing on the river, but the river was too low, and it was essentially us sitting on tubes on top of rocks. We did however find a swimming hole with drunken locals, which we found entertaining for about an hour. Ryan treated us to an amazing sushi dinner which made me feel like I was a civilized adult again. I wore the same outfit out both nights in Denver. It's different to do that in the real world. People aren't as understanding. But I don't care and am going to have to get used to that lifestyle. After Denver, we drove back to Indiana. The world is super flat after you come out of Denver. It makes for boring drives. The crew dropped me at my dad's driveway at 4:30 am on Monday morning. I bawled my eyes out saying farewell to my team. I can't believe it's over. I couldn't believe I wouldn't be spending every day with them anymore. It was sad. I love them. We played one final game of ninja and then they left. I was gasping for breath. My brother was supportive because he knows how to deal with me in that state after all the years he's watched my dramatic good-byes. I love him.

Here's what I've been doing since I've been home...

Making to do lists for the next 2 months to prepare for my next journey. Pumping myself full of so much coffee every morning that I have the jitters until like 4pm. Spending my well saved travel money at the mall (to be fair I needed a pair of jeans because there are massive holes in my other pairs, and a new bra (which I won't even talk about the pain of that process because it makes me want to drink poison...think 10980283x worse than swim suit shopping i previously blogged about)). Making phone calls to insurance companies, banks, other exciting businesses to get the best rates for the coming year. Thinking about what I'm going to pack. Got my hair did so I have some style again. Getting overwhelmed at all I have to do (think this might have to do with the too much coffee thing), and playing on Facebook or catching up with friends instead. Developing a super unhealthy Facebook addiction.

Also - I taught my dad and step mom how to play Ninja the other night after dinner. It was hysterical.

Tomorrow I will be 29. Talk about Gramelly. The last year in my 20s will be epic.

rest stop in Utah...literally this is what it looked like...like father like son or something like that...do you think we've spent too much time together?