"All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go,
I'm standing here outside the door
I hate to wake you up to say goodbye.
But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn',
The Taxi's waitin', he's blown his horn."

Well, that will happen at 7:30 tomorrow.  I'm ready (I think).  Purrs and
hugs to all who need them in the next week.  I'll miss you guys!

Jill