Home, home again
Two days and 1000 miles later, I'm back in Las Cruces after a 15-year hiatus. The cats did way better than I expected--Kiko puked only once, and Neo drooled for the first hour and a half. Squishy survived the trip as well.
Headquarters is a shambles, of course. New tile needs to be laid in the living room, so I can't unpack until that's done. It's a very small place, but it's home for now.
After crossing NM twice on only 10 hours sleep, I'm hitting the hay. More entries later.
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