A post with words...

Obviously enough, the apartment I am staying in has internet. Thank god.

Moving on - the drive was more horrible than I possibly could have imagined. It isn't that anything terrible happened, it just turns out I'm not the long-distance driving type. Looks like that 2nd career as a long-haul trucker is out of the question. The first day of driving (Hillsboro to Spokane, 6 hours) was actually ok. I only stopped once on the way, and when I got there I had a fabulous hotel waiting for me (thanks Hotwire.com). Unfortunately, a 14 year old girls soccer team was also staying there.....across the hall from me. I didn't sleep well.

Today was markedly more horrible. It started out reasonably ok. Idaho was beautiful, and when I crossed into Montana I was starting to feel "close." What a crock. It took me a full working day (with no lunch) to get from Spokane to Havre. I felt like I should be coming up on the Altantic ocean at any time...but I was STILL in Montana. It only got worse when I got here...

I had been told to go to the ER of the hospital and someone would have keys to my apartment for me. Nope. Turns out they only had keys for some traveling CNA named Martin. Faaaantastic. My legs are shaking at this point from lack of use, and now I'm homeless? Ok, so that is a bit dramatic. They called the admin person at home, and she told them where the keys were. Wahoo!

The apartment building is a converted hospital from the 30's....and you can tell. It's this big, old brick building with oddly narrow hallways and dim lighting. I was super creeped out when I first pulled up, and terribly disappointed. Then I got to my actual apartment though, and it is fantastic! It's a 2 bed/2 bath, fully furnished and totally medical'ed out. Point in case: on the desk in the living room is a huge Physician's Desk Reference and ziploc bags full of suture for me to practice with. I'm going to be devastated when I have to move out again in 3 weeks, but I'll deal with that then.

For now, its time for me to get to bed. Its another big day tomorrow, and I would rather not be late because I overslept.

Jen