I’m home. After weather delays and nine hours on a Southwest plane! We traveled through sleet and torrential rain (rrrreally torrential, in Chicago) and sunshine (San Diego) and fog (Oakland). A flight attendant who spotted me on the third leg of the journey opened her eyes wide and said, “You’re still on this plane? Gurrrrl you need to get OFF this plane!” Ha.
Upon arrival, I immediately changed into my pajamas and pounced on the sofa. My dogs are snuggling around me, the husband on his laptop. Outside, raccoons are shrieking at each other (some sort of WWIII has broken out between the raccoons). Thoroughly exhausted but content and happy.
I miss my friend! We had such an AWESOME time. (Sooo glad my flu lifted in time). Why do we have to live so far apart. Bleah.