I am so desperate to get home that it cannot be believed. Truly, I feel frantic. The kids have had a really hard time sleeping, and therefore, T and I have slept even less. Yesterday's wake-up was at 4:59a, and today was 5:20a. Do you ever start to feel both crazed and angry when you're exceedingly tired? I am both, and we just found out that our flight home has been delayed two hours despite perfect weather here in Hartford. This airport is the pits, and we are all in terrible moods.