Man, it sure is exhausting, all this messing with Texas. But don't worry, kids, Texas has been messing with me by dispatching tiny bugs to bite every square inch of my feet so that I spend most of my waking moment scratching myself. (Makes a great first impression in high level meetings, let me assure you.) Awesome!
OK, back to Massachusetts for a whirlwind 36 hours of packing the last few things and loading the truck and wrangling the cats into their carriers for what is sure to be three hours of anguished howling all the way to New Jersey!