Some things are worth the trouble.
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Kadin arrives at 2:25 our time. I have no idea which airline he'll be traveling on, although I suspect Alaska. Hopefully *hint hint* he will make a new entry with the airline's name AND sign Grr's guestbook with both flight number (if he has it), arrival time, and airline name.
The room is somewhat cleaner. I'm going to shower soon, gonna try to eat something, and I will of course try to get a good night's sleep. Do I think I can manage?
See, Kadin coming... that's wonderful. I've missed him, I love him. Are these jitters purely about Kadin? Again, no. I'm worried about my liver. I'm worried about Caleb. I'm worried because the whole household has been grouchy of late and I REALLY wish I could dose everyone here with nice drugs and/or strong alcohol.
So I'll be sitting here, worried, until tomorrow. Grr and John are going to pick him up - tiny car with little-to-no shocks - and then he'll be home.
And yet, I'm smiling.
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