Please Let Me Out Of Here

I know my parents mean well and would like to be of assistance, but if they would just back off and let me do what I need to do, that would be supremely fucking helpful. If you cannot figure out on your own that you just need to pick up a box (any box) and put it somewhere in the trailer (anywhere), then just don't bother. And do not tell me to go to bed when I obviously still have things to do.

I will have the biggest grin on my face when I pull out of here in the morning. I also anticipate extreme fatigue. How did it get to be 2:00 already?

I will be driving all day tomorrow today. You can amuse yourself with those little polls on the right there (not my best work, but I'm tired and uninspired). Have a good day and a good weekend and I'll hit you back from the other side of Lake Michigan.