I haven’t stopped sneezing all day. I’m blaming Indianapolis. I’m pretty sure I’m allergic to the twelfth largest city in the country. I guess I’d better get back to Jackson soon …
My parents are trying to keep me in town for the week. I want to stay because I miss them so much, and I would love nothing more than to go to the family reunion this weekend, but a girl’s got to work. Not that work has called me in, but I’m sure I’ll get a call tomorrow … or even Wednesday on my way back.
This summer hasn’t really amounted to much, to be completely honest. I wish I would have stayed in Indiana because I could have had a fairly consistent job this summer, and I could have spent lots of quality time with my family. On the other hand, I stayed in Jackson for the prospect of having a more grown up job, and look where that got me. Oh, well … adult decisions require adult consequences. That’s what Daddy says.
On the bright side, this is the transitional summer. I’m learning how to be a quasi-grown up, and that’s important, I suppose. This summer has also taught me to really appreciate spending time with my family. I hate that I’m not going to see them again until November … maybe I ought to look into plane tickets for fall break. I could take Greyhound. Do people still do that? Does that seem sketchy to y’all? Maybe my family should just come see me. Tennessee is a frillion times better than Indiana.
I think that’s it for now. Let me know your thoughts on Greyhound. I won’t rule anything but hitchhiking out in the name of saving money AND getting to see my family.
