Good Luck, Babe

I feel like Chandler from FRIENDS just before he knocked Janice to the floor when she fell asleep on his arm. My arm might fall off if Captain J doesn't stir soon, but I simply won't wake him. He's sleeping soundly- away from all the concerns tomorrow may bring. I'm really, really going to miss him. But go he must. He's all packed up and ready to rock! Good luck, babe. I love you so.