Late Day

When I went out this morning, Elana was not feeling well.  Her head was bothering her.  She was sitting in Angie's lap, until she sensed my presence.  It was time to shift.  I was happy to hold her, but I knew it was not going to be nice when it was time to move.  I was able to hand her over without too much crying.  It also put me out a little later than I like.  I heard I-4 was having slow downs.  It was off to the back roads.  At least I made it on time.