My wife is coming home

It’s always a good day when my wife is coming home. I look forward to seeing her again.

And not just because she takes care of the horses again. I’m used to her travel, and my own, but it’s always nice to get together again. After many years of this, it’s still a greeting I enjoy.

I was hoping she’d be here early this morning. She’s been gone most of the week to Dallas, and was thinking to get the 6:15am flight on standby, but she got delayed and is coming home this afternoon. So I’m going to have to get out of the house again, it’s a little too quiet for me.