I got home at 5 pm after a full day of taxis, airports, and planes. As these things go, it was easy -- Southwest has direct flights between Little Rock and Phoenix, so no connection anxiety intruded on my day. Just long hours of grading papers, reading, sitting, waiting, driving.
But when I arrived home, there was ravioli and meatballs. And my daughter had a new book of magic tricks. And she was eager to work on her patter with me. And she grinned knowingly as she insisted her fake shuffling was 100% all real.
It's all worth it. I'm so glad to be home.