Thinking outside dog.
We’re rushing to get the hell out of Portland today. It’s a bitch. I was up all night studying for a math exam, the last class I ever have to take, and so was awake all night studying except for a skateboarding break, went early to school, did four and a half hours of testing, drove home in the rain, started packing and cleaning, loaded stuff into the van, drove stuff to Stranger’s house and to the free box, came home and cleaned more, lather, rinse, repeat for the rest of the day.
We’d planned to make it an easy transition into the van but like all plans what you imagine doing and what you do are two different things. So, once again, it looks like I’ll be up all night cleaning for a deposit we’ll never see and start the trip early tomorrow on no sleep.