financial aid and rants and raves

I'm here at one of the branch campuses of my school theoretically working an open house. Of course I had all my customers at once, so I've been catching up on some reading and musing about my life. I get OT for this, but I'd rather be back at my apartment petting my cat and eating dinner. Some people are never happy, even at 35 bucks an hour. I'm such a spoiled bitch. Anyway, I have a big post coming up this week, but I wanted to talk about my trip back to NY from SOBE. The drive down was bad, and I'm more rusty than I thought. It took me 36 hours to get to the Beach and I believe that is the worst time since my first drive down back in '89 which took 6 days. No, that is not a typo nor an exaggeration. Still, I pride myself on being able to drive long distances with some degree of skill and speed and this drive blew all that out of the water. In other words, I'm going soft. Some of this is natural; I am 34, but that does not mean I have to like it or that I cannot do anything about it. I simply choose not to. The drive back was better, although the weather did not cooperate. I drove through Tropical Storm Arlene on Friday and that was kinda scary. I had to stop at the Pompano Turnpike rest stop and wait out the storm for about 45 minutes. I then drove to Ft. Pierce to say hi to my Aunt and Uncle and that was about 2 hours. The weather broke after that and I was able to drive all the way to the GA/SC border before sleeping for 2 hours and then driving. I had to stop again in NC for another hour of sleep. I then drove straight through until home. The total was 30 hours. That's a little more manageable than the drive down, although I could have made it a bit faster with a few changes in my route and stops. I'll keep that in mind for next time.