we’re supposed to be in dallas. we were supposed to get in last night. but we missed our flight. we were 2 minutes late, yep, 2 minutes and they turned us away – crying lb and all. so now, we’re sitting at home. well, the kids are sleeping and i’m having difficulty sleeping – i just know i won’t wake up in time to be at the airport at 4:30 in the morning – no need to go back and reread that – i said 4:30 in the morning. don’t worry, i’ll do the math for you. my alarm should be going off at 3am – and i’ve arranged for a plan b – just in case the alarm doesn’t do it for me – my mom is gonna call me at 3am for an early morning chat – or perhaps she’ll just grunt at me. then i’ve got to get the kids up and, of course, they will be perfectly pleasant. if all goes as planned we’ll be out the door no later than 3:45am.
so, i’m sitting here thinking i’m having a very successful start to have a bad day day. did i mention we’ll be flying stand by?
update: it’s currently 5:45 and we’re sitting in the airport waiting…. waiting… waiting…
update 2: we’re here, we’re here. we got on the plane. we were the only standby tickets to get on. we did have to circle over d/fw airport for about 35 minutes because one of the towers was having communication difficulties, but we made it!