Day One of the Move

When my parents told me that we were moving from California to Oklahoma I laughed. I didn't think they were serious, I mean, who wants to live in Oklahoma, there's nothing there. When I realized that they weren't kidding, I was furious. I didn't want to leave behind my friends. I didn't want to leave behind the house that I grew up in and the school that I had been going to since the first day of Kindergarten.

My mom's idea of trying to make the move easier for me, was to tell me our trip would be just like Tom Joad's in The Grapes of Wrath, except backwards. Did she really think that I read it last year in English class? She obviously doesn't know me very well if she thinks that I read anything other than the Spark Notes the night before the test. She went off on a fifteen minute tangent about how during the Great Depression some guy named Tom Joad and his family made a difficult journey from Oklahoma to California. I wanted to point out to her, that this wasn't a very good selling point if even the fictional characters of a book didn't want to live there, but I didn't say anything in hope that they might change their minds about moving.

I wasn't successful in changing their minds. We left for Oklahoma this morning and so far the entire trip has been a nightmare. My mom has to pee every five minutes and my dad got us lost twice before we even made it out of Redding (the city where we live, well, used to live). Then about an hour away from home our car got a flat tire and of course neither of my parents knew how to change it. We called a tow truck and it took forty minutes for them to get to us, and still my parents didn't think that this trip was a bad idea. No, my parents thought that we should take the long way to Oklahoma and see the sights along the way. Do I even have to say that I was against this proposition? Below is a map of the course they plan to take.

So our move to Oklahoma now includes driving through Nevada (and not even Las Vegas), Utah, Colorado, Kansas, Missouri, Arkansas, Louisiana, Texas, and then ends in Tulsa, Oklahoma. You heard me right, we aren't even living in Oklahoma City, we're living in Tulsa, lucky me right? Seriously though, who drives through Nevada, Utah, Colorado, Kansas, Missouri, Arkansas, Louisiana, and Texas just to get to Oklahoma. It's a good thing that I don't want to move there because at this rate we're never going to get there.