ETA. or estimated time of AWESOMENESS.

the plane took off 25 minutes late, but it took off, and at around 10:30 a.m. tomorrow, about the time i am dying from both frostbite and exhaustion in the stadium, doing stairs, my bestest friend in the whole wide world will be landing at LAX.

he will already have been on a plane for 14 some-odd hours.

if all goes well (please pray that it does), he will get his bags, go through customs, leave his traveling companions, and be alone essentially for the first time in two years (missionaries always remain in companionships) as he waits for his plane to orlando.

which will take off about the time that i am scrubbing the ever-loving heck out of every surface in my house, which have gone ignored for far too long.

he is scheduled to land around 6 pm, arriving with all manner of pomp and circumstance into the waiting arms of a family that has missed him. he has plans to proceed immediately to Sonny’s.

because that’s just who he is.

sometime tomorrow night, he will call. but regardless, if he gets in on time, that will be good enough for me.

and, yes, i have my ways of figuring out if he does.  

more than anything else, i am just WICKED excited. 

SUPER. HECK. YES.

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One Response to “ETA. or estimated time of AWESOMENESS.”

  1. Mmmmmm, Sonnys. Yes. That’s what I got out of that post. And? YAY!!!

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