Hi. I have some thoughts and stories and pictures to share with you regarding the past week. But those will have to wait until I’m feeling more eloquent.
Right now, I’m just feeling bewildered.
Bewildered. That’s a good word. Don’t think I’ve used it before on the blog. Bewildered. Say it a few times. Bewildered. Bewildered. Bewildered.
Here’s a picture from today.
I thought I was leaving. For the second time.
I’ll back up.
Tuesday morning at 7:30, Wes and I were sitting peacefully at the San Luis airport waiting to depart for San Francisco when it was announced that our flight was delayed by 42 minutes. We had a 37 minute lay over. Wes talked to the ticket lady and she said there was one more flight we could possibly make but it was already oversold. She recommended waiting in San Luis vs. San Fran. We concurred, she booked us a flight on Wednesday and we called mom and told her to pick us back up.
We had a lovely extra day. Wes played golf for hours. Mom, Brooke and I pampered ourselves.
Then we got up on Wednesday and went back down to the San Luis airport. Caught a nice flight into Los Angeles. Had a nice lunch together, boarded plane. Sat on plane for 2 hours after the right engine wouldn’t start. Got off plane. Had an ok dinner. Got on a different plane. Different plane didn’t work either. Then pilots couldn’t fly because they were legally over the amount of flying time or something.
We’re back at the ranch.
Wes is on the phone with United.
My luggage is hopefully on its way to Dulles. With my Nikon D90. And laptop. And favorite high heels.
Am I staying or going? Arriving or departing? Leaving or parking?
Dear Abby, help!
Here’s to hoping third times a charm.