I wimped out - I admit it. When, at about 5:30, with only 120 miles to go to home I began hallucinating, I pulled over and took a nap for an hour and a half.
But, at 9:40 on Saturday morning I made it home. I did not, as so many predicted (you, and I, know who you are), die in a horrible car accident. I fell asleep for 4 hours right away. I got to see Kieran and overall X-Mas has gone pretty well.
Thanks to all who wished me well, in that they wished me no specific harm.
