Wringing It
O.k., so, not in the air. It seems somebody gained a day instead of losing one, and that, along with perhaps some additional math problems, have left the parental units still at home, peacefully regarding their impending departure, while I paced the bloody airport wondering what Qantas had done with my parents. No harm done, of course, as luckily the itinerary we'd planned for them had some flex. I guess I might as well go to the office tomorrow and finish one or two things I'd put on hold.