FINALLY the long awaited photos from our road trip. Some of them, at least. After working an absurd amount this week and handling exams, quizzes, and a big project on top of it, I've decided to take a "half personal day" and not worry about anything but taking care of me after I got home from work today. It was much needed.
Admittedly, I was on the verge of a minor nervous breakdown. I was scheduled to work 9 days in a row, on top of having a lot of school work that was time sensitive, and then got roped into staying in Santa Barbara for a full day shift after I was only supposed to be there until 1. I ended up pulling late nights on Saturday and Sunday to get my work in on time and with decent grades, but it was a long weekend and it's going to continue to be a long week. I needed a period of time for just me, a period of time that was more than just an hour.
So, I spent the afternoon taking a nap, cuddling with the huz, and editing personal photos instead of client photos with New Girl on in the background.
Hence, I present to you some of the photos from our trip home.
Of course, in true Armstrong fashion, it was POURING the day we left. Poor James ran back and forth, inside and outside, loading up the u-haul so we could be out by 10. Between the two of us, he's the puzzle master (even though I AM pretty good at that myself) and took on the project of making as much of our stuff fit as possible. He was absolutely drenched by the time we left, but luckily he only had to deal with it for an hour. We drove down a little past Syracuse and stayed the night there before diving into the insanity we had in store.
The next day, we woke up and loaded everyone back into the car. If you recall, that's the day Mo kicked Talos out of his bed and banished him to a tiny corner in the back seat. Mo moved from there after a while, but not after his tiny self slept in the dog's huge bed for a little. The five of us and our u-haul made our way down south to Penn State. It didn't feel right to go west and leave the east coast behind without visiting the campus and actually seeing where I go to school. I'm so glad we did. I can't stress that enough. Sometimes I am bummed that I don't get to go to a campus like everyone else, that I don't get to go to lectures and buildings, and that I don't have the traditional experience. It's occasionally hard, but then the moment passes. Things like campus visits, help, though, and it gave me more pride to be going where I do.
The visit was short, though, and we had to keep moving. Our 10 hours of driving ended in Cleveland and we were ALL done by the time we got there. Mo was, by far, the most upset and I think he was the one who was most relieved to see a hotel room. I'm pretty sure that was the one time in his life that he was happy to be somewhere other than home.
All the photos below are copyright of Danielle Armstrong and are not to be altered in any way or claimed as another's work.
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