In brief, because lots is happening: I made it safely out of Chicago and home to Connecticut and the welcoming arms of the Pony Parents. Yesterday, I was so tired I could hardly move -- all the adrenaline and energy from my month-long Packing Up finally drained. I'm much more awake today, though, and ready to step up and see people, go places, do things, and get ready for the Big Move.
In other news, I'm 38 years old today. Wheeeeee!