Take Two

So yesterday, I was in New York City and around 1:00 PM I was presented with a couple of choices: a) I could get tickets to a Broadway show, have a nice dinner, stay in my very expensive hotel room and catch a flight home Saturday or b) rent a car, drive 500+ miles, eat at a Burger King somewhere in Pennsylvania, and sleep in my own bed.

I chose B.

I don’t know whether I’m traveled out or New Yorked (if that’s a word) out or what ever but the idea of heading to my house held fantastic allure.  Given the opportunity to choose again, I would still come home.  There is nothing like your own bed, seeing your family, and waking up to make coffee in your own kitchen.  I can sit at the desk in my office and type this post on a reliable internet connection.  Side note- you’d think you could get a good signal on a Verizon Air Card in New York City.  You’d think wrong.  Anyway, I kissed my wife as she left this morning and talked about college with Becky.  These are things New York doesn’t offer.  They are well worth an eight hour drive.

I’m glad to be home sweet home.