duck and cover

Tomorrow will be shitty weather. I am going home and bringing all of my shit off of the porch. Last thing I need is a damn disaster in that apartment. I am worried about Jack being alone there tomorrow, but there's nothing much I can do about it. I've been working some serious hours since Karen is on vacation. I thought this week would be a shitfest, but we've been kicking ass at it so far. Just need to get through tomorrow. If I get everything done I'm leaving a little early, fuck it.

I am ready to get to the damn beach. I still have to pack (usually I would have packed on Monday, but work's been so crazy that all I do is go home, take a bath, eat, and pass the fuck out) and bring Jack to LaPlace tomorrow, hopefully I can get him there despite the rain. I'm so tired that I don't even want to go home and wash my hair, but I'm not going to take the chance of having the power out tomorrow, so I'll do it.

This is my first time going to the beach with Riley, I am excited. Hopefully it goes better than my last trip to Biloxi.

And I'm so ready for goddamn tubing son of a bitch

-Rae