The final hour

Well, if I forgot to do anything it's pretty much too late now. I have one hour before I leave for the airport. Waiting for a few hours for something big to happen kind of makes the big-ness of the event less... big. I feel really mellow. And I know that right before I leave I'll remember seven or eight different things I need to do and then get to Logan a half hour later than we planned to. Anyway, here goes nothing.