When I looked at the monitor I noticed there was a 6:05 flight to Sacramento. Joy! Maybe I could get home by 8, see C and the kids, and have a regular evening. Alas, it was not to be. I got on the standby list but they didn't quite make it to me.
Oh well. Now it's a little coffee and treat, and write (or do task organization) until my flight. Same as it ever was.