My scheduled flight home was late enough – to come in at 11, which would have been fine. But "weather" in Chicago (you notice how we don’t call it "bad" weather any more – it’s just ‘weather") messed everyone up, and so I rolled back in at 1:34. This will be a challenging morning, what with energetic, well-rested children and all. Could have been worse. I noticed on the arrival board a flight schedule to come in from Detroit at 8 that would be arriving at 2:15. You could have hopped in a car at the Detroit airport at 8 and been in Fort Wayne by 10:30 or so. That would have sent me over the edge…