Stuck.

The weekend is done. So incredibly happy for my brother (he's engaged you know). And I'm eager to get back home to Kansas City, get to the airport, ready to check my shit only to read:

YOUR FLIGHT HAS BEEN CANCELED!

And my heart drops. I guess it's snowing something fierce back in the Heartland. I don't know. I just want to get home, get back to my routine, and get things moving again.

Here's hoping they line me up on something soon.

ugh.