Mom fell on the way to the hospital. Thinks she broke her leg.

Big clouds.

Their getting used to the place.

Their getting used to the place.

Ready

All I really have left to pack.

Ok, at least 99% done.

Really starting to get there.

Something like 35 boxes there now. No more to fill, great news.

I take a nap and they multiply, thus must be why I have bad dreams.

There numbers are growing, I think their getting organized, soon they will turn against me.

This is where Jadzia decided to pass out.