I dunno why, but VPNing into my company network from my sister’s house has been kinda sorta spotty, so it’s been a bit of a crawl to get online and get any work done. While I was slogging away at some work-related shizz, I got a text from the boy asking if I arrived at SFO and if I wanted to FaceTime chat with him.
And so I pinged him.
Here’s the thing about FaceTiming with my seven-year-old son: he barely pays any attention to our conversation, he spins his iPad around so I have no idea what’s going on, and then we invariably end up having a staring contest for five minutes before we end the FaceTime call. Good times.
I heard it’s gonna snow over the next few days back home. Ugh. I hope I can fly back later this week.