There's no place like home. When I'm on a business trip, I can't click my heels three times to get back to New Jersey. Every northern NJ resident knows you don't fly out of Newark on a Monday or back on a Friday. Wind over 15 mph closes one of the runways. Every return trip home is an adventure.
So when my 5PM flight home today was cancelled and I was moved onto the next one (8PM), I was prepping for a long lonely night in the Norfolk airport. Then, a miracle happened. The 2PM flight was delayed until 3:30PM. I was put on standby and actually got on board. I arrived home earlier than originally scheduled and was on the couch by 6PM.
It's great to be home, but it's even better to be home early.