I texted Kevin when we arrived at O’Hare late Sunday night, saying I was utterly exhausted and it was taking some effort not to lie down on the airport carpet and just weep for a bit. A slight exaggeration, but I *was* v. tired, and the kids were too. He asked if there was anything he could do, and I said I couldn’t think of anything.
Thankfully, the bags came quickly, the Uber was quick, and when we got home, Kevin was waiting with a mug of decaf tea for me. That was nice. 🙂
