Going Home

When I was traveling for work I always looked forward to going home, but when I'm on vacation it's the opposite. The week flew by faster than I expected and I'm sitting at the Albuquerque Sunport waiting for my flight back to high humidity and scheduled days. Maybe I'll play the lottery when I get back so when I win I can retire early. Nothing like a good bout of depression to start my day.
At least I have a tasty cup of coffee.