So tomorrow morning I'm on a 6am flight to NY to visit family and see some folks I haven't seen in nearly 25 yrs. Really looking forward to it. Will be spending the first couple days painting Mom's newly acquired house. Hoping to get it done fairly quickly so I can have a couple days to just hang out, kick back and relax.
Only thing is...what the H E double hockeysticks was happening when I booked a 6am flight? I'll have to be up by 3am to get enough caffeine in me to get my fat ass to the airport by 430.
An additional definition of the word FRIEND: A person that is willing to get your butt to an airport at 4 o'clock in the morning.
PS: Am now being more aware of my surroundings and wary of any tap dancing in the men's rooms. Who knew a little softshoe was some kind of morse code.
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