Well, despite the poor night's sleep, everyone was in high spirits this morning. We got moving at our usual slow pace and then were finally on the way home. Nothing ever seems longer than the last 30 minutes from Birmingham to the base, but before I knew it we were on final for 29. We got home just in time to miss the squadron's pot luck lunch, but most of us were more concerned with going home than eating anyway. I said Merry Christmas to the guys and headed home. For some reason it feels like I've been gone the full 8 days even though I spent the night here at the halfway point. Now to enjoy a little peace and quiet before the house is full of Christmas guests.