I stumbled my hungover butt over to the fridge from our slumber party set up on the living room floor, and poured what was probably the most delicious tasting cup of water I've ever had in my life. I looked over at Dillon and Avery passed out in a mess of sleeping bags, Thomas and Aspen asleep in my empty walk-in closet, and Johhny face planted into his jacket in the middle of the bedroom floor. I let out a groan loud enough to make sure everyone else would wake up and join me in my hangover. The night before was our going away party. And today, we were leaving Boulder.
After a lot of grumbling our sorry asses made it to The Buff for one last hoo-rah. And some bloody marys. Ok, a lot of bloody marys. They're a dollar don't judge us. We said our final goodbyes, packed up the car, threw the dog in the backseat and took off. Seven hours late. Because that's just how we do. A quick stop in Fort Collins to say bye to Dinah and Hanson, and we were on our way to Mt. Rushmore for some camping. Holy shit, we're moving out of Colorado. Here we go...
When we saw you that morning, we weren't sure if you guys were gonna make it on the road at all! Haha
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