Days 1-4

I cried yesterday.

I was filling a rubber bucket... which for some reason has to be called a "goofah" in order to sound like a legitimate archaeological tool... and I got a lump in my throat.  The reason this happened was that grid 51 destroyed my childhood dream of being an Archaeologist.  Ever since I watched Raiders of the Lost Ark I knew I wanted to be an archaeologist.  That all ended yesterday when I realized how much I disliked "cleaning" dust off of ancient floors.

So, a warning to those children at heart who want to follow your dreams:  DON'T.  Dreams are always better if you don't pursue them.  Stay where you're at, live your life, and try to be happy with what you've got.  There is nothing more devastating than learning that your childhood dreams are actually nightmares.