So my wife and younger daughter made it to Hawaii last night, after a delay of several hours in getting the flight off the ground here. Not sure why, but stuff happens.
Anyway, they'll be waking in Honolulu this morning, which isn't surprising. After all, that's where they went to sleep last night.
And I, weary traveler, plod along here in Anchorage. Nah, that's too dramatic.
Let's just say I can't remember the last time I was alone in the house for more than a long afternoon. In this case, I won't see them again until the end of the month. Before they return home, Older Daughter and I will be winging southeastward to FOB Ozarks.
So all is good. I think. :)