And now here we are. In 25 and a half hours, we'll be getting off a plane in Flint. It'll be our first time in Michigan in 5 months. That didn't really seem like so long to me, until an acquaintance called it "half a year". That makes it seem like ages. We're packed and ready, just waiting for 9:00 tomorrow morning to get here so we can hop in the car and go. When I get done fooling around on here, I'll go to the American Airlines website to check us in and print our boarding passes. How truly strange it all seems to me.