Well frick

I thought he was coming home tonight. He's not coming home until tomorrow night. I imagined we'd have some time to get reaquainted, but my surgery is only a few hours later.  In his email to me with his flight list, it says February 1st the whole way through, but he told me he hadn't slept in 3 days when he wrote all that down, and spelled things wrong (and he never does that) so between thinking he put the wrong date because of exhaustion or because of the huge time shift going counterclockwise over the Earth, I thought it was tonight that'd be getting in.  According to my newer calculations, he hasn't even left yet.  I haven't heard from him in over a day, so I thought he was already half way here.  Shiiiiiitake mushrooms.  I feel like a disappointed moron.