As luck would have it, I was able to step away for 3 days mid-May to visit my aunt in Connecticut: this was after nearly 21 days straight working 12+ hour shifts opening the 2 new restaurants.
My flight home was complicated: “Dozens of travelers were left stranded at Chicago’s O’Hare International Airport overnight after security lines stretched so long passengers missed their flights.”
“Security lines were stretching further than the eye could see, taking more than two hours to make it through due to understaffed Transportation Security Administration checkpoints. TSA officials were urging travelers to get to the airport more than three hours before their flight was scheduled to board. Countless passengers still couldn’t make it to their gate on time after waiting for hours. Many ended up camping out on the ground of O’Hare’s Terminal 3.”
Luck remained on my side, as I flew into Connecticut on standby that afternoon. I crashed Sunday night, and did not really wake up until Tuesday, when it was time to go to the gym to meet Sheila.
Aunty and I did some chores and we watched the new Michael Moore documentary, which was surprisingly good, and she got to “lay eyes on me.” Beyond that was mostly snuggling with Roxie and Ruby, an all-too-brief recuperation from opening a restaurant!
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