What if it Snows?

We are awake. The OM has been UP do to driver neglect, and almost STARVED TO DEATH AND DIED.

I've been awake since remedying that situation.

I has started the main engine, and we are preparing for stealth mission.

 

There's big loads popping. But The OM and I are going to point it towards The Casa Del OM after we drop this box of straps off at the UPS Store.

The OM is calling it a holiday.

Need to get her glucose checked anyways, and moar Vetsulin.

Need to get the local trusty wrench to pull up whatever codes we had as well, and get that dealt with.

The moar human aspect is coming into play.

 

Big load means the better part, at least, of two(2) moar weeks on the road.

IF nothing gets AFU.

Not sure we have enough Vetsulin for that.

We deserve a good holiday.