Day 260:
Wow Conor... It's been a really trying week. Starting out the week in Florida, getting home only yesterday afternoon, and now turning around to fly back to Tampa on a 10:00pm flight... That is the PITS! And the only reason it bothers me at all, is just because I have to be away from you, Son. I truly don't want to miss a thing, but sometimes, life just gets in the way.
Still, I'm optimistic as to the reason why I'm traveling... I'm doing what I do, Boy'O. I'm getting business done... I should be in Tampa around midnight and my head should hit the pillow around 1:00am. My meeting starts at 9:30am and will likely take the better part of the day, but if all goes well I'll be on the 6:00pm flight home, and running First Class at that! The benefit to traveling often is the recognition by the airlines for using their services, and so they'reupgrading me on both legs for free... Not so bad I guess...
In other news, you're teething like baby shark, Son! And with the teething comes a lot of drool... Seems as though you're ALWAYS drooling! It's as though we gotta keep you in a bib full time!
Short post, Son... It's almost 2:00am and I'm just getting to the room after an accidental midnight drive to Clearwater under a perfect full moon.
I love you, Conor.
-Dad
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