The Trip Back

I drove back to California yesterday, and got here just in time to unload my stuff and rush off to class. The drive itself was uneventful. The turtle hated it. I stopped in St. George and we visited the grandparents, (I actually managed to find them this time) while she walked around and calmed down a little.Prior to the stop she'd been scratching at the side of her box non-stop since we left. After the break in the cemetery she sucked in her shell and stayed quiet for the rest of the trip. I think the roadtrip experience was disturbing for her, but she did a few laps around a corner of Meredith's living room when we first got here, and she appears to be fine now. Although she continues to wake up with the sun, and made all kinds of racket this morning when she did, it's nice to have her here now.

I'm not really thrilled to be back. I have to start a job hunt now, which I hate. I also have to do something about my expired driver's license. I guess this means I have to go back to the DMV again. This will be at least my fourth trip there this year.