Still moving

[jhetley]

We are here, for sufficiently-vague values of "here." Returned to the Great North Woods by way of Tahiti, it seemed, due to various weather-related indecencies forced upon air traffic control. This after Wife called the airline and checked flight status and I checked same on the internet, both finding flights as scheduled.

Have I mentioned that I hate airlines?

Anyway, this left us with a four-hour layover in northern Kentucky and a midnight arrival. And we found that the Sewer Project From Hell did _not_ repave our street whilst we were absent, in spite of a schedule that clearly stated that they'd start the day of our departure. So we got to wake up early to the sound of heavy equipment. Again.

Now I have to mow the lawn. It's been growing while my back was turned. Then, this evening, Younger Son's Girlfriend arrives. Oh joy, oh rapture!

And somewhere in there, I need to review those page proofs...

Comments

[persimmon.livejournal.com]

Curses and maledictions - but could I point out that NO schedule for any kind of life-interrupting roadworks ever approximates what actually happens: I'm not sure why, but it appears to be some kind of rule.

Near us, there's some major construction on one of the local highways that is still cheerfully announcing its completion date of Spring, 2005.

[quilzas.livejournal.com]

You know, your sheer enthusiasm at the Younger Son's girlfriend making an appearance is overwhelming. *grins wrily* Of course, her mere existence still throws off my grasp on the universe.