Fri January 2nd, 2015

Day 117: Ready to go home

My car is fixed1, and I’m now ready to head back to Montana. What a damn adventure this trip has been. I’m so much deeper in debt than what I planned that I know I need to reevaluate if the benefits have outweighed the cost. I have my books, my furniture, and other things all packed and ready to go, and I’ll be driving through the night with only a few hours of sleep. I’m planning to stop by the IKEA in Utah to buy my final item since it wasn’t here in San Diego. Other than that, since I know what to expect now, I’m planning to drive straight through, only stopping for gas.

I don’t know what to write about today. I’m frustrated at the fact that I had to pay so much for my car repair. Something to do with the rack and pinion and a replacement pump for something or another. It was a wake up call. Glen from Ronan Auto Sales is shady, and I’ve lost any and all faith and trust I may have once placed in him. He told me my car had a warranty through one company with coverage that would’ve paid for the repair; instead, I had to call Missoula Credit Union to tell me who — if anyone — I went through for my warranty, and they told me it was someone completely different. Unfortunately, they didn’t cover the repairs for my car, and I felt so angry and stupid for not knowing all the details beforehand. Live and learn.

Other than that, I had a great trip. I had fun, made some memories, and I know for a fact I won’t be making this type of trip anytime soon. Next time I want to go to California2, I’m flying and not driving. Thankfully, I don’t have to drive anymore. I have no more baggage in California. I’m free to build a home in Montana for now, a home I hope to return to in one piece around this time tomorrow night.

One of the things I miss the most is cooking my own food and working out. I miss those two things the most. It’s weird, right? A few hours ago, my brother, my mom, and I lugged all my stuff to my car, and the simple act of physically carrying all these heavy boxes invigorated me. It felt good, and I wanted to do more, but before I knew it, we were done. Well, before I know it, it’ll be Monday, and I’ll be starting my 120+ day Insanity workout. Crazy how many of my plans are just working out.

I knew I needed a break, so I made sure I finished Insanity: the Asylum Volume 2 during a time when I could take a week off of work. I knew I wasn’t going to work out or eat right during this time, so I prepared for that and made my peace with that. I ate really good food and sat on my ass for most of the trip, and I needed that. I’m coming back with stuff I needed and wanted. From here on out, whenever I come home from work, whenever I’m hanging out at home, and whenever I bring someone over, I’m going to be happy with everything inside my home. In that view, it’s like this trip was an investment toward my happiness, both present and future.

Yes, I’m in debt, but that’s just one more obstacle to overcome, and if I know anything about myself, I love a good challenge.


  1. At great fucking cost.

  2. Which won’t be a for a damn while since I have to spend who knows how long focusing on paying off my credit cards.


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