Travel Can Be The Pits

Day 280:

Well Conor, I've said it before and i'll say it again, sometimes, your the bull, others, you're the horns... This morning started with a disaster at the airport which saw me missing my flight due to unmitigated circumstances, and a disaster in so far as making it to Tampa to meet my boss for a business meeting...

After making it home and coming up with a new strategy I decided to reroute and head out to Reagan National Airport in Washington DC.  Turns out the flight I found would work, but not before a late arrival to the meeting, extraneous cab fares, etc. etc.  It was difficult to say the least.  Thankfully I have a boss who's understanding as well as skilled and it appears he saved the meeting.

What came to would be another meeting scheduled for tomorrow and so, another day away from you.  Though I hope to make it back in time to tuck you in...  Yes Conor, travel can be the pits, Son.  But it's what you do when you need to make a living.

Fortunately, Mommy is more than forthcoming in providing pictures to use of you playing and growing and being the boy I know you are, so my job is made easy... Though I'll say, it's not that easy in that I've ended up away from you, and that's the last place I'd ever wanna be.

That's all for tonight, Conor... Early start tomorrow, and so I'll see you then.

I love you, Son.
-Dad