By the time this is posted I'll probably be somewhere along the I-70; someone in Nevada sent me an email and it seemed like she was in need of some urgent help, and I'm not one to turn down somebody in need.
Sam'll be on delivery too, but I don't think she'll be gone for more than a day; the woman she's delivering to is an old friend of Spencer's - a researcher. She needs things shipped in a lot and it's become something of a regular thing for us to see her.
(Pays well, too.)
The pick-up's near one of those fancy hotel casinos, and I'm not lying when I tell you I can't wait until I'm old enough to actually stay in one. I'll be traveling from Vegas to Wichita - roughly twenty hours if I stay on the highway; I figure I'll take it five hours at a time and crash in a hotel every night. As for the drive back? Another 26 hours or so. All in all, another week-long delivery.
Alright, you kids know the deal: dinners are in the freezer, they're labeled, eat whatever and whenever you'd like. Laundry can wait until I get back unless you need it done, in which case you're on your own. Can you please, please, please try to not bleed all over the carpets again while I'm gone? We're out of stain devil so I'll be picking some up... sometime on my way back home.
(Why do I always seem get the long deliveries, anyways?)
I'll be flying to Vegas, meaning the van'll be at home; but the AC/DC and ELO discographies are with me.
I'll try to post and/or call once a night, but all in all it should be a pretty standard delivery.
Oh, and don't worry about how I'll get back home, either; you see, I'm getting a new car for this one.
Let's just hope it will survive the 40 hour trip across the country, yeah?
See you soon.