Day 363:
Well Conor, I didn't make that flight last night... I ended up staying in Tampa at a local Sheraton, so sadly I was unable to tuck you in. Still, it wasn't so bad I suppose. I managed to get an early night's sleep which I was apparently badly in need of because I went down at around 10:30pm (internet and television were both knocked out as a result of a bad storm, so I had nothing else to do), and when the alarm went off at 6:30am, I was sure I could have stayed in bed another couple hours... Never the less, I was booked on this morning's flight and so that would be my ticket home.
I finally arrived home around Noon to an empty house in need of some picking up ahead of your Grandparents getting here. See Boy'O, as I was flying over the Eastern seaboard, Grandpa K9 and Memeow were rolling up on the Amtrak out of Savannah, Georgia. So I literally flew directly over the train they were on while on my way from Florida!
When they finally made the DC area it was a little after 7:00pm and I was there to meet them in our truck, Son. Very nice to see family coming to town to celebrate your birthday! And so in they come, Boy'O.
I'm wiped out, Son. Traveling takes it out of you, and so I'm going to bid everyone good night and make way for the bedroom.
I love you, Son.
-Dad
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