I am slowly. Slowly. Dragging myself home.

If I’d been able to just keep going without pitstops, I think that I would have made it by now.

be safe

But then my eyesight started hinting at going blurry, so I made the executive decision to pull over at a rest stop and take a short nap, then go inside and get food and tea. XD

(Also, the poor gal working the Dunkin’ Donuts was doing so all by herself, and was doing pretty impressively considering the line of people and orders that she was managing to blast through!)

good idea.

ChickletLARP : Thanks. I’m doing my best not to push things

Safe is more important than soon

::sends so much love at::

:hug

I HAVE MADE IT HOME

YAY! GOOD!

Food and rest and kitty snuggles!

I have already been enthusiastically Welcomed with a chorus of that most ancient ballad: “Mother, My Water Dish is Empty”

The auto-feeder at least prevents me from hearing the song, “Mother, My Food Dish is Empty,” too very often.

Though there’s always the variation, “Mother, I Crave Wet Food.”

Of course, now I’m wide awake despite tired. >.>

:: sends warm blankets::

/sending you hugs and love

I have been aggressively cuddled all night long.