Poor Rick! He has been trying to get home from San Antonio since 9 o'clock this morning. Unfortunately, this is what he has been dealing with all day.
But he is finally on a plane that is just flying out of Baltimore on its way to Albany. He should be home around 1245am. And if we're lucky, his luggage has already arrived as it made one of the flights that he did not. So hopefully he is well rested from all that sitting around in airports because tomorrow is one crazy day. We'll find ourselves at the high school graduation party of our friends' son, the funeral (in which I am one of the speakers-that's a whole different post) of a dear sister in our ward, the grocery store to buy dish soap (because when I went to do the dishes tonight I realized that when Rick told me we were running out of dish soap he meant that we were really out of dish soap) and something for us to eat tomorrow since we have nothing in the house except chips and salsa, and several loads of laundry so Rick can turn around and re-pack to leave again on Sunday morning. So, if any of you get to sleep in and just take it easy, please do some of that for me.
P.S. It is now 1:32am. Rick made it home and his luggage made it home. Exhaustion has set in.
Good night!
P.S. It is now 1:32am. Rick made it home and his luggage made it home. Exhaustion has set in.
Good night!
2 comments:
Flying is so frustrating. Dinner tomorrow...
That sign looks a lot like our lives sometimes - you know delayed, delayed, delayed (either voluntarily or because we have no choice).
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