Day 1 - the infinite drive

So here I am safe in Wyoming, laughing, crying, focusing on breathing, creating oxygen to carbon dioxide, trusting God's great plan for me...and I've decided to start a blog because, well...I can! Hope you enjoy my thoughts living simply and rurally. PS the title of my blog is not entirely supposed to make sense. I was going for "Why O me?" "Wyoming" and "Me-ing" (the act of Tracie being). So after about 8.5 hours of driving across an entire state by myself, I've come up with some not so deep thoughts/lessons as follows:

Lesson number 1: Although you plan on driving a specific day, it would generally be a good idea to inform your future boss of the same plan so as to not arrive to an empty place. (Fortunately life has taught me to be rather self sufficient and God provided a willing future coworker to help me out).

Lesson number 2: Whoever said Nebraska was a drag to drive through has never experienced the endless windy plains when headed North in Wyoming.

Lesson number 3: Does parking between the welcome to Montana and Wyoming signs (about a truck lengths apart) constitute you being in Montana or Wyoming?

And now that all three lessons have been shared of this driving adventure, I shall share some fun facts. Wyoming has arguably the most number of historical sites in any state, or at least off of any highway (largest mineral bath, dinosaur bone site, signs pointing at rocks and stating the period of their formation, and multiple just pull over and read the sign of the history of this part of the land spots). I presume this is to prevent drivers from falling asleep, or to lure visitors to parts other than the famous Yellowstone National Park.

And now the big question...how am I as I embark on this new dream job of mine? Heh. I think I've officially gone over the top this time. I don't know if y'all knew this about me, but I am crazy. This is my official diagnosis. Who up and moves to a place they've never been? Oh wait...well shoot. For whatever reason, to be perfectly honest I'm finding myself much less brave, and yet content, the land is beautiful, the people (or the one I've met) super nice, and my senses cannot possibly be in working order, I'm in an official state of shock, exhaustion and high emotion, oh dear, not the best way to start a new job. I think a day of rest is going to be super good.

So now as I sit here not sure what to do with myself, please keep me in your prayers as once again I find myself in a land of middle of nowhere. (Ironic considering I swore to myself when I left middle of nowhere, CA that I would never again live in such a place)...God does have a sense of humor! Praise Him when He gives and takes!

God Bless,
Tracie