I'll bring you when my lifeboat sails through the night

The POD is full, the house is pretty much empty.  The junk people come tomorrow, and the house will be emptier.

Tonight I'm sleeping on the mattress from the futon sofa that didn't fit into the POD, and which will be hauled away in the morning.

The floors are filthy, and one of my tasks for tomorrow is to vacuum every inch.  I also need to finish packing my suitcase and my overnight bag, and figure out how to get everything in the car for the long cross-country drive that starts on Monday.

I've reached new levels of exhaustion, yet I know I'll have trouble sleeping tonight.

7 days to Portland ...