Part of my whirlwind wildness last week was that I learned last Monday I was traveling to Phoenix for several days this week for a program and a conference. I flew home on the red eye last night...and probably had my worst travel experience of all time. The flight was supposed to go at 12:15 AM. I got to the airport really early, simply because I no longer had a room at the hotel and had nothing to do. But the flight was delayed arriving and we didn't take off until after 1 AM. I did not sleep a wink on the flight, which arrived an hour late. Luckily, I had requested car service, knowing that I would be too exhausted to drive home. The one thing I didn't count on, however, was the we had been hit with our first winter "storm" and there were accidents EVERYWHERE due to snow and ice. What shoudl have been a 45 minute trip from the airport took almost three and a half hours!!!! It was absolute madness.

I came home, called out of work and slept for a few hours. I had wanted to only sleep a bit and then stay up and go to be early tonight but my exhaustion got the better of me and I went back to sleep for a few hours. Now I am up, catching up on email and church work, and listening to a wicked wind blow outside.