Arrival

I tried to sleep. Between the middle seat, exit row (hence no reclining), and the three infants seated in close proximity, it just wasn’t to happen. I arrived to Boston exhausted. And surprised. I looked out the window. Rain. Pouring, steady, can’t see 10 feet in front of you rain. I was dumbfounded. How could this be? I had not anticipated rain. No umbrella. No slicker. No long sleeves. Hm.

I arrived to my hotel. “Sorry, ma’am, your room won’t be ready for another 5 hours.” Oh. But all I want to do is sleep. Just a little sleep. That’s all.

I called Bryan. “Come on over to the Fleet Center. We could use some extra help.” So I did. And entered an entirely different world.

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