Goodbye, Beautiful Northwest.
For obvious weather reasons, I was fully planning on not being able to leave this morning. So after going to sleep at 330 am being woken up at 7 to my mom saying we're going today, not having packed so much as a sock, I was quite surprised, and groggy...and unprepared.
So I stumbled downstairs, and as I'm barely able to get the coffee from the pot to the cup, the cup teetering on it's edge I look up and my dad and brother are staring at me, dad shaking his head.
"What?"
"You are sooo...disorganized." (it sounded like he really wanted to say: You're a huge fucking mess who needs to get her shit together, pronto.)
And yet here I am, fully packed and ready to hit the road.
Let me do my thing in my own disorganized manner. I like it best that way, anyway.
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