There’s a humdinger of a storm at in New England (NOAA’s saying 12-15 inches of snow between tonight and Friday morning). As a consequence, Mr. Chili has rebooked my flight home. Instead of flying home tomorrow (into the teeth of the storm), I’ll be coming home on Saturday after things start to settle down up north.
I miss my family, but I’m much happier being here (where it’s warm) than worrying about my flight being delayed or canceled or about a terrifying trip through the storm. I’m with people I love and who love me; I’d say that under the circumstances, this is the best possible scenario.