I am home. I got home around noon yesterday. I did have some stress in the morning. My flight boarded at 4:25am and security opened at 3. Regular security. Not Pre. I stood there debating whether to get into the regular line or take my chances and wait for pre. As I watched the estimated time monitor slowly creep up, I gave up and got in the regular line at 3:12am. The estimated wait was 22 minutes at that point. When I got to the top I asked for metal detector since I was pre and that sparked an issue. They decided I needed a full pat down and full bag search. It's now 3:40. And yes, pre opened at 3:30. Fuck me. I got to my gate at 4:10 and TSA broke one of the gifts I brought home. I can submit a report on their site, but I am still pissed off about it.
Got to Charlotte, killed two hours, got on my plane home. That was much less eventful thankfully.
Got home and dealt with laundry, emails, house shit.
Other than today, I had a good week. I enjoyed the group in FL. They had a good relationship with each other and we had a fun time. I like groups like them. The hotel was good and the rental car was really good. So other than the TSA part, it wasn't a bad week.
I will say that after a week of 900 degree weather, it was nice to come home to 65 degrees and raining. It's like 60 in here right now. Just my speed.
I do wish I didn't have to teach today. I am not looking forward to this group. They have already been needy this week and I am not looking forward to today. I have things to do still. Expense report, time sheet, etc. But no. I have to do a full class today and Monday. Such utter shite.
Already spent the morning paying pills and watching my check go away. And I'm out of Rockstars. Definitely not cool.
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