Brett has some crazy idea about leaving tonight… tomorrow morning, actually… “around two or so.”
“Two? Or so?”
“Yeah.”
“In the morning?!”
“Yeah. Gotta get through Nebraska while it’s dark out, you know.”
Two in the morning?! Jeez!
But I guess it will put us there on Saturday afternoon, a nice time to arrive. I guess. But shit, even guys who go fishing don’t leave ’til like four or five, right?
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I just spent two hours at the car wash cleaning the Jeep. And I didn’t even wash it.
I put money in the vaccuum four times. I bought one of those Armorall sponge packets and a chamois and cleaned the absolute hell out of the dash and console.
You can hardly tell. It’s depressing. The Jeep has an entirely beige interior, so the difference between dirty and clean isn’t much.
Once I’m done with this post, I’m going out to wash the windows. The inside of the windows. Hopefully I can get Brett to wash the outsides, now that we have an outside faucet and a hose.
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Instead of packing, I spent the morning slapping together a rather half-assed set of pages for Grand Orleans Hotel. I’ve been waiting for weeks and weeks for this client to send me content, and of course he finally sent some yesterday!
I told him I’m leaving for two weeks and probably won’t be able to work on it (it depends on if I can find a PC with a DSL or not) and that I’d get something up in the meanwhile. Hopefully it will satisfy.
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I still need to fold laundry, pack, wash the retrievers (they smell so bad), make the bed, do the dishes, bring in those three rugs that have been on the laundry line for most of two weeks, remember phone and PDA and GameBoy chargers, find CDs, buy fuses, remember water, tell Joe how much to feed the cat, find dog leashes (and ideally collars with tags on them), get Brett to organize the tools he’s taking, and load the Jeep. And bathe. And shave my armpits for heaven’s sake.
And it’s six already!
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Not so bad, really, considering that we’re not leaving for eight more hours!
…except that I’ll probably have to sleep for six of them to be able to wake up at two. Snort!
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