Can't get the song "Leaving on a Jet Plane" out of my head. It's what I want to sing whenever I go on a trip. This time, though, I'm not going on no jet plane. I'm hitting the streets with my big ole dog. I wasn't even worried at all about my 10 plus hour flight until today when I kept getting weird faces and winces when I said where I was going. And a couple of "oh wow...that's a REALLY hard drive to do in one day," and "well, maybe you'll be able to stop for a bit and rest." Uh oh. I thought. But oh well. I'm going and there ain't nothin you can do about it.
I'm exhausted. Which is awesome because I'm supposed to be on the road in seven hours. I'm hoping sleep will come easily.
Today was just wonderful. I hung with a good friend, and her mom and grandma. Trying to be an ambassador for Oakland, trying to explain why THIS is the best place to live. I think it worked a little. I hope I hope. Had a bunch of clients, got a bunch of stuff done, and I'm all packed and ready to go, with the backseat of the car stuffed with goodies for Coach.
So, so long office. Goodnight Oakland moon and hello (on my way to) Portland sunrise.
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