Taryn Gets Robbed

I wish I were joking, but it’s true. Some lovely person broke my driver’s side window and stole my laptop bag, wallet, and guitar. The laptop was on its way out, so I’m not totally broken up about it. Plus I have an iPad, so I’m still able to get my work done, thank God!! I am bummed about my bag, however. My mom got it for me in Turkey and had my initials put on it. It was such a cute leather bag, everywhere I went I received compliments on it.

Wait, I’m on the East Coast?

I should mention that I’m in North Carolina. Charlotte to be exact. I had every intention on sharing how I went from being in Arizona 2 weeks ago to ending up in NC, but this robbery happened, and I figure I’d talk about that first. I will, guarantee that I will go more into detail about my recent travels. I’ve been to Texas, New Mexico, Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, Georgia, Tennessee, and South Carolina. This week, I PROMISE, I’ll share photos and my shenanigans. Anyway, I should explain how I got robbed.

On a Hike

As I’m nearing 1 week of being in NC (I leave tomorrow), I’ve been indulging in the beautiful trails that are all around Charlotte. Honestly, I’ve had such a wonderful time here. Anyway, this morning, I decided to go to a new trail instead of the 4 mile trail that I’ve grown to love. I decided to take my laptop as I was going to sit in a coffee shop after my hike to do some writing. I get to the destination, and on a stupid whim, I decided to leave my wallet in the car, because I didn’t want to carry it*


* Friends, never leave your ID, cash, valuables in a car.

I know, it was dumb. So anyway, I spent about 2 hours on the trail, enjoying the beauty all around me. I decided to leave my camera at the house I’m staying in (thank God). As I was walking back, feeling super refreshed and in good spirits after the hike, I was greeted by a park ranger who asked if the vehicle she was standing next to was mine. I was about 50 feet away, so I could barely see her, and the car was out of my line of sight. At first, I thought I was parked in an unauthorized spot, but as I got closer, she explained that someone busted the window and opened the trunk.


Enjoying Life’s Curveballs

To be honest, after the year I’ve had, having my car broken into didn’t even phase me. After taking the information in, I sighed, called the cops, and inspected the vehicle. The thief even stole my earbuds case, which is also its charger. What’s stupid is that I had the earbuds with me, so all they got was a case, and now I have no charger.

To add to the mania, the park ranger legit hit on me. She low key dropped the “did your boyfriend buy you that jacket” qualifying question, to see where my orientation leaned. I laughed, because who in their right mind thinks it’s wise to hit on someone who’s just gone through a burglary? I sidestepped the question and told her I prefer to be alone and that my dog was all the company I needed. After 20 minutes or so, she left, and I waited for the cops on my own. I didn’t mind, though. After dealing with the officer (I swear, both the ranger and officer were as cliche as can be), I removed the glass and drove back to the house I was staying at.


This may sound weird, but I’m incredibly thankful for all of the ridiculous things that have happened as of late. It’s really made me grow closer to God and to keep things in perspective. I’m safe, Abbey wasn’t there so nothing happened to her. The window  isn’t going to cost a lot to replace and will be fixed tomorrow. Aside from losing some cash, my ID, and some gadgets, it’s all well and good. I am annoyed that I will be having to go to the DMV AGAIN as I just got my license replaced in May. Also, I had just purchased some amazing InkJoy gel pens and a really adorable pen case which was in my bag. If only you knew how much I LOVE my pens. Oh, and my journals and manuscript notes were all in there. There were years of ideas and notes about my books. So, that’s a tough loss. Oh well, such is life. I’m thankful that I have parents that were kind and helpful through this ordeal. I’m grateful that everything taken is replaceable.

Motivated to Make it Happen

If you’re of the Christian faith, you know that opposition and setbacks occur as a way to discourage you from growing closer to God. I find that when you’re cultivating that relationship, expect some weird stuff to happen. So, rather than discourage me, it’s making me double down in my faith, and be who He’s called me to be. These crappy moments just make me want to sing His praises even louder. So with that being said, I’m going to finish packing and getting ready for my next destination. That and I’m going to write more and with an increased gusto as I will not be deterred in being who I am. On that note, happy Monday and I hope it’s a good one!



Female Drivers: I’m now part of a statistic

I try my best to not adhere to stereotypes however a few weeks ago my driving skills and my gender collided (pun intended 😉 ). About 4 Thursdays ago, I was leaving my house to go to work. I was attempting to turn left onto oncoming traffic (Something I do everyday). This particular Thursday, there were two city maintenance trucks obstructing my view. So, being what I thought was cautious, I tried to pay extra attention to the cars before they were blocked by the trucks.

I then tried to turn left and totally thought I made it until… BAM! I smacked right into a car spinning me around and around. That morning I was already under a lot of stress anyway, so immediately after impact I was literally just like “Shit! Well here’s a great start to the day”. I turned off my car, dialed 911, grabbed my paperwork, and headed over to the other vehicle. I suppose it was the adrenaline but I felt nothing and was more annoyed because I was missing an appointment.

Long story short (are they really ever?), the other people in the car were thankfully ok and not douche bags. The cop on the other hand was a total ass. This was my very first accident, I have a great driving record and he was being a dick for no apparent reason. Since I’ve refused to acknowledge that I’m a Nevada resident (Californian til I die!), I never had my license changed from California. So not only did I get a ticket for the accident but one for that as well. I was seriously near tears because he was so mean and I was texting my mom about it. Then, I realized and thought to myself “Pull it together, you’re an adult and he’s not some schoolyard bully dipping your hair in ink. Suck it up.” So after my inspirational pep talk,  my skin got a little thicker and I calmed down. But seriously, he was an ass.

One thing I was incredibly grateful for was that fact that my company was so amazing during the whole ordeal, they got a towing truck to the accident quickly and had my rental ready to go. I ended up getting the rest of the day off per my boss’ request. I called my parents, assured them that I was ok and that I’d get checked out by a doctor later on just in case. You know parents, they like to worry. Though looking back at the damage done to the car, I suppose they had a reason to be.

One drug test, several insurance calls, and a week later it was decided that the car sustained too much damage to be repaired and that they were going to total it. Again, my company was on the ball and already had another vehicle being sent out to me quickly. I was happy I was getting the same model because I had grown accustomed to bluetooth and satellite radio and my rental did not have any of those options (first world problems, I know).


Several things I took away were: wait for red lights on busy intersections. In hindsight if I had not been trying to rush getting to my destination I could have avoided this whole fiasco. I’m incredibly blessed to have walked away completely unharmed. I’ve also learned that I can handle tough situations on my own and I don’t need to go running and crying to mommy and daddy. Furthermore, I’ve learned that some cops are just strange. After the whole ordeal, he actually complemented me and said that I had a great head on my shoulders and am a very responsible young person and that my parents should be proud (Um, compliments don’t count when you’re being an asshole Mr. Police Officer). Lastly, I learned that if I really want a day off from work, I just need to get into a car accident. Well, why didn’t they just say so? 😉