I hate travel days....

On the day my dear hubby must fly, I am unable to rest until I know he has safely arrived. The thought of him crashing somewhere over the Pacific isn't a pleasant one. Thankfully, he just called to say he arrived in one piece and with all his luggage. He didn't really want to talk though. He said he was tired and thirsty and wanted to rest before he meets with his folks for dinner. Ya right! If you where staying here do you think you could rest?