I flew back home today. I wasn't sure I was going to actually make my flight from Paris to Dallas. I hadn't had much luck finding my way around when I arrived in Paris and had to navigate the airport on my own. But after some aimless wandering (did I really have to go through the parking garage to get to termimal A?) I made it to my gate in time to fly home. Honestly it was a rough flight. I had been getting over a cold all week and we were flying at just the right altitude to make my sinuses throb miserably. I took 4 ibuprofen and 2 Nyquil and called it a day. I woke up five hours later, feeling much better. I was anxious to get home to Jeff and the kids. I came home to a clean house, happy kids, and leftover dinner (chicken and mashed potatoes) in the fridge. Should I be concerned that apparently I'm pretty dispensable?
No doubt about it, Chet is awesome.
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