Up at 10:30am Because I told mom to wake me.
Moving slow. I don't have to leave until 1:30pm. There's the three hour drive to Pittsburgh to catch my 6:55pm flight home.
So I shower, pluck my eyebrows, pack my stuff.
Mom and I run down to the Goody Basket to pick up some fresh made rolls. Look at us! Leaving the house two days in a row!
Then it's time to leave. Sniff. There's lots of hugs, and a few choked back tears. I always think it's the last time I'm going to see them. Goober refuses to come say goodbye. He is not happy with me.
I stop halfway to Pittsburg to pee and buy coffee. It's a really long drive. Too long.
And as soon as I get to the airport, it starts snowing. Beautiful.
I have an hour until I board, so I plop down at the TGIFridays across from my gate and order a glass of Pinot Gris and log onto work.
And it is totally not my fault that the flatbread I ordered was a smidge burnt so the waitress felt the need to compensate me with a free glass of wine, which I couldn't turn down because that would have been rude, right?
However, my new lightweight status made it challenging to make sure I had all of my belongings and made it to the correct gate. But mission accomplished!
And I slept the whole way to Minneapolis. Which was wonderful.
At Minneapolis, I found my gate, and wouldn't you know it, there was wine bar right next to it. They had a Viognier! Well, how could I not? I had an hour and a half to kill.
Time to board, and thank goodness, the middle seat was empty for the entire flight. So I snoozed all the way to Seattle. Where I landed at a little after 11pm, and Todd picked me up and I was in bed by 12:30am.
And up at 7:30am to dash off to work, after picking up a big ass latte.
I live a crazy life. I know.
At least I have a short week. I think I can make it a mere two days. Hopefully. Maybe.