Wow! I didn’t realize it had been such a long time since I last wrote. I think that’s because I started a post several times, but never quite finished any of them. Yet, in my mind, I believed I had. Either way, it has been a busy week and a half since I last wrote. I have been actively looking for jobs in Chicago, sending out resumes, and filling out applications. I have worked at my restaurant job almost every night so I can save up money for my move (yet another reason why I haven’t written). I have also been packing – packing my house for my move while at the same time packing up everything I need for my week on the farm. Yes, you read that right. My kids and I are headed to Manchester, Tennessee, to volunteer at the Bonnaroo music festival. Back when I was first introducing myself to you, I mentioned many words that could be used to describe me. One that I forgot was music lover. If you haven’t heard of it, Bonnaroo is a four day music and art festival with more music and activity than you can even imagine. We have never gone before, so we are extremely excited. Yet preparing to go has been exhausting. We have to plan to be completely self-sufficient for the entire festival. Plus, we are volunteering, so we have to be there a couple days earlier. That equals seven days’ worth of provisions! Needless to say, my poor Hyundai Sonata is filled to the brim. Technically it’s filled even more than that, since I also have a roof bag on the car. I am actually writing this post from a rest stop just off I-10. As we get closer to the festival site, we get more excited about what is in store. My plan is to post about my experiences while I am there, but I can’t promise how consistent those posts will be. It is 700 acres in the middle of nowhere with 80,000 people all trying to stay connected at the same time. So, I’ll see what I can do. Hopefully, you will be able to enjoy this experience vicariously through my posts. Until then…
Bonnaroo
Words from the Long Run 