Well, that's it then.
K is off to the NC to visit her grandmother, who is in the hospital. Her plane landed safely at Charlotte-Douglas, and presumably her luggage knows where it is. Hopefully Grammy is going to be okay.
All the time between now and Monday's return stretches before me like the state of Kansas at midnight. Flat, dark and empty. Only this time I have to drive by myself.
Well, at least I have the Little Fluffy One to keep me company. Of course, she might not be in a friendly move when she finds out she's going to the vet when I get home from work tonight. God bless the short memories of dogs.
Don't worry. I'll be okay.
Really.
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