The Poetist

This post has to be quick. I’m really hungry, but I’m comfortably ensconced in the top bunk and I’d rather just get on with it and go to bed instead of getting out.

The 2-day trip out here was thankfully uneventful, especially because we were driving a congressman’s car. Apparently on Saturday there was a huge ice storm… there were remnants of its damage strewn on the shoulders of the interstate: bent guardrails, cars in ditches, and most notably a toppled tractor trailer which had caused traffic to be diverted so its shipment could be unloaded. Luckily the worst weather we ran into was heavy rain.

We got to the Des Moines office around 5:30pm, and someone promptly put us (me, my dad, and the intern that rode with us) to work making phone calls about an event happening tomorrow. Just for the record, the office is not glamorous; but it is spacious, and that’s the important thing. I found out that I’m going to be an organizer. Not sure yet what I’ll be doing, but at least I have some kind of title. I think I’m going to get an email address too!

Another organizer and I are staying in the home of an Edwards’ supporter… so it’s basically like a homestay, but in Iowa. The family is nice and the house is very roomy. Our ‘host mom’ is really thoughtful and moved her two sons out of their bedroom and into the guestroom so that we could have a roomier space. After having a cup of tea with the parents and their two daughters I set to unpacking… and more or less took over a whole corner of the room. One of my main goals here is to stay warm, so to that end I brought 3 pairs of boots, 4 pairs of gloves, 5 scarves and countless sweaters. And I have all of them within easy reach.

Tomorrow is my first real day on the job and it starts with an 8:30am meeting. Goodnight!