Woke up at 2:30 AM and was picked up by the airport shuttle at 3:45 AM. After we got to the airport, I drank some coffee and was summoned to the desk to be told that my flight was cancelled. Apparently there was some damage to planes in Kansas City and they needed the planes there desperately. So I was put on a noon flight and made it to my house by 6:30 PM. Am I tired? You betcha.
Am I sad? You betcha. But not about the flight. As a frequent traveler, I know things happen and there's nothing I can do about it. I'm sad about leaving Jill and the kids. To be constantly hugged and told how much you are loved, and to go from that to nada isn't pleasant. I get very used to living alone and most of the time love it, but after being with my family I never relish returning here. Guess I shouldn't say that. I still love being alone sometimes, but wish my family (all of them) lived across the street. So Rob, Beata, Jill, Todd, Kayla, Hunter, Jan, Tim, Kris, Craig, Megan, John, Paulette, Kelly, Todd, Drew, Noah, Aiden, Matt, Beth, Blake, Tyler, Jane, Pete, Jordan, Sarah, Joe, Cindy, Adam, Cody, Eric, Jay, Andrea, Suzie, Liza, Jeff, Deb, Jessi, Jenna, Josh, Emma, Brandon, Riley Jo, Jim, Karen, and anyone I left out--you must live across the street from me. I have declared it.
Yeah, I didn't think that would work. I'm only the boss in my dreams.
Love you all, and happy Easter.