Don’t You Evah…

…Let me pick out your airline ticket!

Husband flew to Minnesota today, and I drove him to the airport this morning before I left on my 2 hour drive to BCS.  Normally I leave Austin at 6am, and the ticket that I picked out for him departs at 5:45am.  “Perfect”, I thought – I could drop him off and then head on out, and the ticket was relatively cheap.  First, me thinking we could pull this off was a mistake.   Second, me thinking he only needed to be there a half hour early was a mistake.  You’d think I’ve never flown before – I don’t know what I was thinking.  We pulled up to the airport with about 25 minutes to spare before his flight was scheduled to depart.   Unbeknownst to us, the airline he was flying has a rule that says they won’t let you in if you arrive with less than a half hour before take off.  So, he missed his flight.  FAIL.  Luckily he was able to fly standby on another flight, but this involved about a 7-8 hour layover in Houston.  We’re both tired from waking up at 4:30am, and he’s finally on a plane to MSP after a 4 hour travel day turned into a 13 hour travel day.  What a crappy day.


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