And Then There Were None

#trailerlyfe: Two double wide, white trash trailers, gravel parking lot with not nearly enough space, bunk beds galore, 2 bathrooms for 16 girls (trailer bathrooms, mind you), guitars everywhere, messy dishes, dirty clothes covering the floor, HAIR EVERYWHERE, mice, mice poop, mice scratching in the walls, no AC, granola bar wrappers littering entire surfaces, thorns (aka goat-heads) camouflaged in the carpets, and some of the most top-notch people I think I'll ever meet.

And now they're all gone. 

It's just me. 

I told Joe Rooney, the guy that lives in a camper behind the boys trailer, that if he hears screaming I'm either getting murdered or kidnapped, and I expect him to come to my aid. I'm sure he'll come charging in full speed on the fork lift, ready to fight any intruders with shop tools. That brings some comfort to my poor {scared of the dark/murderers/kidnappers/creepy noises} heart.

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Last night it was just Steph and me. After she recovered from her migrane, and I recovered from my small breakdown about not being able to teach the first lesson (mission prep), we had a good chat about growing up, life, and heaven forbid, boys. Boys boys boys. We consoled our wounded souls by playing MASH and I am thrilled and excited for my future. We were going to MASH up everyone in the girls trailer and hang up the papers everywhere, but we only got to doing 3 people before we decided it was going to take too long.

I realized today that it's my last time to dress up for Halloween for a while. I didn't really ever catch the Halloween drift again after 6th grade when I was a hobo. So today I dressed up as a cowgirl, and went all out. We're talkin hat, boots, glitzy show belt, the whole tortilla. Several people commented about my nice hat and belt, and then these two EXTREMELY attractive UK boys my age came in and scoffed at how funny it is we Americans still take Halloween seriously. I quickly changed the subject to rugby. 

May you have the happiest of Halloweens my loves

It's so hard to come up with a catchy, truthful title that actually applies to the post

First and for most, what the freaking heck is up with Wendy's? Remember when Frosty's came in the yellow paper cups? My dad would order 1 or 2 larges for the whole family to share. Now I order a medium and I'm like, "yeah okay, didn't think Wendy's would promote taking shots but apparently they do  because this thing is minuscule." It's very upsetting. And here in Moab they don't have a dollar menu. LAME to the Sauce. Squared.

Anyways, wow I sure do love Moab. Working here has been my all time best job. It is definitely a lot of hard work, but most definitely worth it. Lately, working at the Moab Adventure Center (the MAC) has been rather dull and slow. I make the clock tick by doing data entry and writing thank you notes, but on a good day we'll set up a mini Frisbee golf tournament in the store and talk about crazy tourists.

I'm tired and I wish I could sleep in tomorrow. I've been working the morning shift a lot lately, which is great, but my mind is tired and my body is warm snuggled under my blankets in soft sweats and an ugly sweater. I have a goal to run for a half hour like I used to for track, so a few times I've gotten up a little past 5 to run before work, but it's hard. It's a hard battle I fight each morning. Sometimes I slide not so gracefully off my bed, through on my light reflector vest and head out the door before I'm fully awake. Other mornings I lay there for several mornings debating all the different variables and arguing with myself. It goes something like this.
 -"It's too dark. I could get kidnapped"
+"Then text mom before and after"
-"It's too cold"
+"You used to do this in January, February, March and April. In LOGAN. When it was blizzarding ice and it didn't get over -20 for a week straight"
-"I'm tired"
+"You went to bed at 10:30"
-"I'm not going to burn any calories anyways. It's just a 30 minute easy run. Basically worthless."
+"You're overweight and you need to exercise everyday."
-"You could get an extra 40 minutes of sleep"
+"I've already wasted this much time, now I'm awake I might as well get up."
-"But these covers are so warm and your bed is so squishy."
+"You're right! This is so comfortable! My head lamp is too dim anyways."

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I'll blog more about fun stuff tomorrow with cool pictures. Because life right now is cool. I do fun stuff and I enjoy it! Here's a picture.

My favorite flower sprinkled all over Moab just for me

The Windows Section in Arches National Park