I was sitting on the steps this morning, arranging my medications and itinerary in my carry on bag when the Grey Menace mewed and then forced her way under my arms into my lap. I'm forced once again to wonder if she really understands that when I'm playing with a suitcase it means that I'm going away for a few days. I ended up five or so minutes later to work than I would have liked because of some last minute quality time spent with G.M. and with Clueless, who wandered over to see if all the fuss included anything to eat.

I ate breakfast and lunch today, anticipating that dinner is either going to be very late or non-existent. I also bought a small bag of gummy bears to tide me over on the plane. Yeah, I know, I know. But a girl has to keep her blood sugar level up, right?

I still need to confirm flight times, check in with all the departments that owe me paperwork, and finish up some paperwork on my own. There will be no computer available to me in NC (I think) so this is the last you'll see of me until Sunday at the earliest.