This is a day to get ready for the vacation. The work should not be that involved and not too many customers. I will get as many things ready tonight as I can. I should make a list of the things I want to be sure to pack – like the turkey and ham, something for the renter, plenty of clothes, coats and shoes. I will get a message out to Michael’s mom and sort of  cool that situation down. I am planning on waiting for a while before I call Mikey again. I may just text message Katie tomorrow morning. I think he needs to know it is not always that great making the phone call as well. That whole mess should probably just go away. To hell with the whole situation – it is a pain in the ass. Sometime I think I am just deluding myself to think I am effecting anyone very much.

The real kick in the ass came this afternoon when Katie called and said she could not spend five days in Grants Pass. She was thinking about going down for two days at the most. I was really upset. What a fucking trick to play on Mikey. What a bitch. I suggested that I pay for a bus ticket to take her down there Monday and she could ride back with us on Wednesday. I am just going to give her the money and I doubt if she will use for a bus ticket. Or I could get a bus ticket by a credit card and if she did not pick it up I could get my money refunded. At the very least I feel used, screwed, and tattooed. Well, I guess I was originally thinking that Mikey and I would make the trip. I wonder if he is going to be surprised that it is happening like this. I just wonder what would have happened if I had said well that is all right, the weather does not look that great anyway. It would probably just be safer and saner to stay home. I think she is just doing it for the money. I am paying like ransom. She claims she does not have any money to buy Mikey Christmas presents and she was out buying clothes the other night.

Mikey called me around six o’clock to find out when we were leaving. He thought I was already there and I told him I was in Hermiston and it would take me about three hours to get there – around noon and then about five hours to Grants Pass. He says oh. Then he says I don’t want to seem rude but if you were to pack your stuff tonight you could leave for Portland as soon as you got up. I told him I would leave as soon as it got daylight. He said that he could hardly wait to see me and get started. He is really psyched up.  I guess the ransom was worth it.