In theory, Jaybird’s plane should arrive in the COS airport around 18:40 tonight. In honor of which, I am meant to be leaving work at 17:30. Suspect it will be more like 17:45, but that’s OK. The decrease in traffic will compensate for the later departure by the time I get halfway there.
I imagine we’ll spend most of the rest of the weekend collapsed in bed with the cats, except for the part on Sunday where Jaybird wakes up at 4AM because jetlag, and I don’t wake up until hours later because I spent the week physically moving shelves that are meant to move automagically. (I wonder if Hogwarts ever had these problems?)
Saturday morning we’re going to meet up with the site’s very own Michael Cain at a fencing tournament, after which I suspect I will take a nap.
I may have to work somewhere between 4-10 hours this weekend, our student supervisors are very short-handed.
These are things which would normally be very exciting (MC) or very irritating (extra work when I’m sick of work, but the reasons are good enough that I shouldn’t be cranky about it), but neither are really making all that much of an impact compared to OMG JAYBIRD COULD BE HOME THIS VERY NIGHT. (I say could because I don’t like to count my plane-arriving-on-time chickens before they hatch.)
I reckon once I’ve given him a hug and smelled his stinky travel-worn self (hurray for pheromones), I’ll be more interested in what possibilities the rest of the weekend has in store.
So……. what’s on your docket?
(Image is “Play” by Clare Briggs. Used with permission of the Briggs estate.)