I have that post-trip delerium thing going on where I'm convinced it's a different day than it is; namely, that it's Monday today. Which always ends up being super-sweet at the end of the week when I feel like it's Thursday but it's really the weekend and happiness ensues.
Trip home was nice. Enough. Felt really short, and I didn't get to go to see any of my friends, but I still had a decent time at the wedding and then hanging out with my Mom and the dog. The dog, by the way, does not indicate my step-father, but an actual dog, named Harley. I didn't really hang out with my step-father, since his work schedule dictates his going to bed at 3 in the afternoon and then leaving for work at 2 in the morning. He's good people, though; no dog there.
Anyhoo, I lucked out on my flight home. I got to the airport early since my mother's terrified of driving in traffic and we always leave way too early and it takes no time to get to the airport and I'm there for two hours or so with nothing to do. So, I was there early. And all the flights were delayed, but the flight before the one I was booked on was leaving right when I got there, and they had room, so I jumped on that one and ended up home an hour earlier than I'd planned.
I love JetBlue so much. They are the best airline ever. Really. Fly them. Give them your money. They rock. Such a contrast to the nightmare that American Airlines put me and the boyfriend through trying to get back from Puerto Rico. Never fly American! They are rotten-hearted bitch-faces.
Ho hum. Back at work. Will post later.
Trip home was nice. Enough. Felt really short, and I didn't get to go to see any of my friends, but I still had a decent time at the wedding and then hanging out with my Mom and the dog. The dog, by the way, does not indicate my step-father, but an actual dog, named Harley. I didn't really hang out with my step-father, since his work schedule dictates his going to bed at 3 in the afternoon and then leaving for work at 2 in the morning. He's good people, though; no dog there.
Anyhoo, I lucked out on my flight home. I got to the airport early since my mother's terrified of driving in traffic and we always leave way too early and it takes no time to get to the airport and I'm there for two hours or so with nothing to do. So, I was there early. And all the flights were delayed, but the flight before the one I was booked on was leaving right when I got there, and they had room, so I jumped on that one and ended up home an hour earlier than I'd planned.
Ho hum. Back at work. Will post later.
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