Our plane takes off for home at 7.30 pm.As usual we were ready last evening and were just filling in time. This is stressful as Theresa tries to fill in every minute with little chores.We were going to just lockup and leave but with all this extra time we managed to repack, clear the deck, do a virtual housecleaning and still it is only 2.oopm.
Our bags are carefully weighed on the bathroom scales and we make the allowed limits by a few ounces.We take home some Xmas cheer and the tops of the bottles have to be taped in case of a spill.Zippers are tied with those little twist locks and everything is carted out to the driveway reasy for our ride.
A close friend drives us to and from the airport which is 45 minutes away and this is such a good blessing because airport service is practically non existent. Finally we are able to sit and have a pizza and a glass of wine.All our preparations are not in vain as a few hours from now we will be sleeping in our bed at home.I sometimes feel that the days leading up to an important event are as good as the event itself. For the past two weeks our family communication reached a fevered pitch
with facebook, e mails and phone calls addressing the Christmas family celebrations.
My wish would be to have this spirit continue throughout the year. Perhaps I will do my part to make it so.
Welcome home Polar Bear! Milk is in the fridge!
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