We flew home from Utopia last week. We flew all night long and got home around 10 or so Thursday morning.

Now let me explain why there is no justice in the world.

My wife has a somewhat rowdy past. I’ve been an excellent taming influence on her, but occasionally I have to really apply the brakes. For example, there have been times in the past where my wife has wanted to vandalize some other people’s property with toilets. I put my foot down, and wouldn’t let her.

Which is easier said than done, this took some considerable determination! She didn’t give up either, she wanted to do it more than once.

But I never caved in.

So we come home from our trip, and what do I find to await me for the good I have done and the trouble I’ve saved from others.

Should’ve stayed in Utopia!