I spent the week in San Diego and am glad to be home. Of course Dan turned around and left six hours after I got back to visit his cousin. So I have the house to myself this weekend.
My flight was delayed out of San Diego so I got to spend a couple of hours at the PGA grill talking to someone else who was at the same conference as I was. It was a lovely conversation and the bonus was they had my favorite wine by the glass. Made the time fly by.
And with that delay I got to run through the Dallas airport to catch my connection. I made it with 6 minutes to spare...enough time for a bathroom break. I made it home but my luggage did not. It was on the last flight out of Dallas and made it to my home mid-morning the next day. So I stayed home waiting for it.
And then I came back to so much work I can't think straight. I'm definitely glad it is Friday.