I felt bad about this trip from the beginning. I love seeing my family and spending time with them, but I also though it was a bit much asking for so much time off work and having someone watch my dog. Everyone kept telling me it was fine and to enjoy myself, so I put it in the back of my mind so I can enjoy my family’s company. Everything was going great until I tried to go home. Snow storm is keeping the plane I was going to fly on grounded, canceling my flight.

Now I need to take another day off work, leave my dog with someone else for another day, and scramble to figure out how I am going to get home. The office I work at is small, just myself and two other people, so my absence will be felt. I hated leaving it short handed to begin with, but it had been over a year since my last visit. I know these things happen, but I can’t help feeling guilty about everyone who was affected by my flight being cancelled