So, here I am in Portland... in almost exactly ten hours, I'll be coming off the plane in Minneapolis. I'm kind of excited to be home and to be able to start all these things I want to do, but at the same time I'm kind of nervous because of the situation Mike and I are in. We're on very thin ice, and I don't know if anything we can do will help that. I was really upset about it before, but right now I'm fine. I don't know why. I think maybe because I had virtually no control of anything before, but now that I'm going home I can help things a little better.
Anyway... today, I must buy a box to fit my birdcage inside so I can take it home with me on the plane. I'm afraid they're going to bang it up really bad, but hopefully the box will protect it. I don't know exactly where to go to get such a box, but I think there's a storage place a few blocks away that I can get to if I want to. Maybe they have boxes. I hope I can find one that isn't too much bigger than my cage, so it doesn't rattle around in there. I have to fill it with my clothes so that it is sturdier. Maybe I should wash the cage first. Eww.