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Today will be busy. I'm doing laundry right now and brushing my hair out to prep it to dye later. Friends show up a bit after noon to load up and head to the paint and body shop to FINALLY pick up Will's car and bring it home. Then the plan is lunch (YAY FOOD, I need to remember to eat) then I go back home and do more laundry and packing and dye my hair and make sure I have everything and then maybe rest in the bath for a while and go to bed on time so I can be up early and we can hop in the car and head down to Houston as soon as possible.

I like busy. Busy means I'm not dwelling on stress-things. Will's back isn't doing good at all and he had to see a doctor in Austria. He'll be okay, I know this, but I still worry quite a lot.