Apparently there's some KILLAH ICE STAWM happening now or about to happen throughout the Midwest. It's supposedly gonna turn into the blizzard bonanza of the century when it hits the Northeast tomorrow. I'm unclear. Phoenix was sunny and 80 degrees. I think I got a tan. My brain is simply unable to process the concept of ice storms and four story snow drifts.
What this winter wonderland hell action means for yours truly is this -- majorly bolloxed travel plans. ALL flights to Boston out of Phoenix for today were cancelled (I was originally to depart late this evening). So, last night, I boarded a midnight flight (40 minutes after getting the email cancelation alert) but it was routed through New York -- JFK.
Hey, no probs, right? I'm an experienced traveling babe -- I know the ropes. Right? Yes, yes I do BUT that doesn't stop the odd panic attack.
While at the Jet Blue counter, trying to get on the direct flight home, I was informed that I was too late -- it was boarding and I'd never clear security in time. Hyperventilation Time commenced. If I didn't get on a plane last night odds were wickedly high that I wouldn't be able to get back to The Amazing Bob, our beautiful and cranky herd 'o' cat and work before Saturday.
Mind you, Phoenix weather was a joy a half and Jenny's company is WAY more than that. Still, I have responsibilities -- cats to feed, a husband to annoy with my bad cooking and hyperactive nature, neighbors to fuss over (Jen and Oni!). You know, way importante shit. Had to get home!
As I was freaking out on the nice ticket counter lady, a monstrously wonderful man, (who'd let me cut in front of him) slipped a note in front of me. What'd it say?
'Everything's going to be OK.'
And it will be. My homeward bound flight leaves at ten, I've got a plate of omelets and a bucket of coffee in front of me and Oni's gonna be at the airport to drive me home.
Breathe in deeply, breathe out and never travel in winter AGAIN!
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