The next chapter of Birthright is up at The Practical Press.
I beat the deadline on the house, getting the last hole in the ceiling closed up before we leave.
And Gord's going racing.
Princess Shayna went to the Hound Hotel yesterday (they don't let you check in for boarding on Sundays or holidays),
we've arranged for full-time care for dad-in-law Fixer, and Mrs. F has her suitcase packed. Looks like I can set it on cruise control (the car comes to pick us up for the airport at 4:30 tomorrow afternoon) for the rest of the day.
Now that all the pressure's off, I'm going comatose. I'll catch yas from the other side of the pond on Tuesday or Wednesday.