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.
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