Still Here of My Own Accord
Las Vegas: Say whaaa? Another Las Vegas post? From the middle of the afternoon? But that can only mean… Yes, stalkers readers, I chose to volunteer to be bumped from my flight this morning in exchange for a flight later this afternoon and a travel voucher. Besides, my parents were going to be here until 3:00, so it wasn’t like I was going to be alone in the airport by myself, right? Not so quick, logic, because they did make standby on a flight that was essentially supposed to leave at the same time I was supposed to. So, they’re in Dallas, I’m on a 4:30 flight to Portland with a layover there before I eventually get to Seattle, and unless I want to pay for a taxi, there’s no way I’m getting home before midnight tonight.
If I was making this post from the comfort of my desktop in my apartment rather than my laptop in the airport, I would talk about how my calendar tomorrow is relatively empty, but since I do have an office now, I’m done working from home for the time being. In fact, I have something on my calendar every day this week, so having an office will be quite useful. What I wouldn’t be talking about is how I might be sleeping in a little longer than usual since I’m not going to be able to go straight to sleep as soon as I get home, but fortunately my first thing to do in the morning isn’t until 11:00.