The receptionist at physical therapy has plans to fly to Cleveland today or tomorrow. She overheard me and the therapist talking about travel and how neither of us would get on a plane short of an emergency (the idea of a red eye is a good one). She piped up and said "Y'all are scaring me now."
Our step son plans to visit for a month in a couple weeks from SF. He has been working from home anyway, and I think he's a bit stir crazy. I'm glad he's coming, and not glad at the same time.