Happy Thanksgiving!

I took a week off of work for Thanksgiving break, driving my car back from Muncie, Indiana to New York on Friday, spending three nights in Alfred, one night at home, one night at Sarah’s house (after stopping by her grandmothers in PA), two nights in Connecticut for Thanksgiving Day, back home for 3 more nights, and flew back to Muncie early Monday morning, just to fly to Sapulpa, Oklahoma the next Friday, later this week. Travel, travel, travel. When do I get do sleep?

Steve (my Alfred roommate), Sarah, and I spent a day painting my room. It was pale blue, covered with spackle, and had sheet/mattress marks on the wall. Our landlord Brennan out of the blue decided to reinstall my carpet just before I got back, which is great, but makes Steve envious. I hope he gets his revamped over break (among the list of things Steve has got for Brennan to fix, including a skunk who thinks he shares the place with us).

On Thanksgiving morning, my family went Letterboxing down the hill from where my Grandparents old condo was located, which they are selling and we were staying at for the holiday. I think we picked up ten along one trail. At the end of the trail, there were remains to an old gun cotton factory, almost completely made up of stone. Only a partial stone dam and a single wall remained, but the wall was covered in windows and still stood about 5 stories tall. It was amazing to see such a large old structure in the middle of nowhere. We stood in awe, but could not approach it, separated by a flowing creek (my dad wanted the letterbox in the ruins on the other side).

I’m now at work, it’s the end of the day, I’ve completed my assignments for the week, and I have enough to keep myself busy maybe half the day tomorrow. Only 2 and a half more weeks. Wow.