Yesterday was LONG day, and pretty crazy. I just wanted to share it with y’all, blow by blow…
12:30am - I go to sleep after finishing a project for work that was due at midnight.
3:15am - Benjamin wakes up, he’s cranky and hungry.
3:30am - My alarm goes off. It doesn’t matter because I’m up feeding Benjamin.
3:35am - The snooze goes off, I forgot to turn the alarm off. Doesn’t matter, Ben’s still up fussing.
3:40am - Benjamin calms down a little, I put him in his crib to go back to sleep.
3:45am - My cell phone alarm goes off (I was paranoid that I’d oversleep). Once again, I’m up anyway becaus Ben’s still fussy.
4:00am - Ben finally calms down, though he’s not sleeping. I sit in his room and wait to see if he goes back to sleep.
4:15am - Ben’s still awake, but he’s not crying, so I go to take a quick shower - I’m already running late.
4:30am - I finish up with my shower and I hear Benjamin crying in his room. As I pass Dave sleeping in bed I give him a glaring look for not waking up to check on the baby. I go to Ben’s room, pick him up, soothe him, and then bring him into the room to sleep next to Dave while I get ready.
4:40am - I’m still running around getting ready. I check on Ben and Dave. Dave’s fast asleep, Ben’s wide awake staring at the ceiling.
4:45am - I wake up Dave’s dad, who’s sleeping in the basement so he doesn’t have to drive over so early in the morning to take care of the baby. He comes up and gets the little brat.
4:50am - I finally leave for the airport, 20 minutes behind schedule.
5:15am - Luckily there’s no traffic, and I get to the airport in good time, an hour before my flight. Normally I’d freak, but since this is just a one day gig I don’t have any luggage to check in. I get my boarding pass and head through security to my gate.
5:45am - I board my plane, with my McDonald’s breakfast and orange juice in hand.
5:55am - I end up sitting next to two coworkers who talk really loud. The woman sitting next to me uses the whole arm rest and pokes me several times with her elbow as she’s moving around. She does not apologize. I am annoyed. I have decided that I do not like this woman. I want to sleep and they are loud. I suffer in silence.
6:15am - We take off, amazingly, on time. The pilot tells us we should get to Dallas by 8:30am.
7:00am - Luckily, they stop talking. I can sleep!
7:15am - I wake up in a daze as they’re passing out snacks. The flight attendant asks if I want some, and knowing that I have my McDonald’s, I say ‘no’. The two next to me say yes and she hands them Biscoffs. BISCOFFS!!! I love Biscoffs! I raise my hand to let her know that I’ve changed my mind. She has already passed. The lady sitting next to me turns around and says a loud “Excuse me!” to get the attendant’s attention. She then tells the attendant that I, too, would like a snack. In seconds I have a pack of yummy Biscoffs in my hands. I hide them in my bag for a special occasion. The woman next to me has been forgiven for her poking. She is now one of my favorite people.
8:35am - I wake up from my nap and look at my watch - Shouldn’t we have landed by now? Who cares. I’m sleepy! I go back to sleep.
8:40am - The pilot announces that there are thunderstorms in the area and they have closed the Dallas airport. We’ve been hovering around waiting but we’re running out of gas so we’re going to Tulsa, OK to refuel.
9:30am - We land at the Tulsa airport. The pilot says we can’t leave the plane because we’re not at a gate. We’re going to get some paperwork and gas and then head back to Dallas. I call up my client to tell him I’d be late.
10:00am - They announce that the airport is open again so we’re going to get in line for a runway so we can take off back to Dallas.
10:30am - We’re on the runway, ready to takeoff to go to Dallas
10:31am - The pilot announces that they’ve closed the airport again. We’re going back to our little corner of the airport. I call my client to give him an update.
11:00am - They decide to take us to a gate at the airport so people can get out and stretch their legs. People are grouchy, they’ve missed connections and they’ve been stuck in a plane for 5 hours.
11:20am - I decide to get in line at the cafe for some lunch. The line is pretty huge. There’s only one guy in the back making the meals, the other guy called in sick. We’re all grumpy, but we tell the guy it’s ok because we’re not going anywhere.
11:40am - I finally get my meal and I saunter back to the gate, hoping that there’s an outlet I can plug my laptop into. I used up the battery on the plane and I have a TON of work to do. I wonder where all the people went. It turns out that they reboarded the plane without making an announcement. Or maybe I just didn’t hear it in the cafe. I get on the plane. As I’m sitting there I see all the people who were in the cafe line behind me come in, confused.
12:00pm - We finally take off, headed to Dallas.
12:45pm - We land at Dallas! I grab a cab and head out to my client site.
1:15pm - I get to my client site, only 5 hours late. We go through a bunch of meetings.
6:15pm - My client drops me off at the airport for my 7:50pm flight.
6:20pm - I find out that my flight is delayed until 8:50pm.
6:45pm - I get some dinner at Taco Bell. I find out that pretty much everyone’s flights are delayed because of the morning’s weather.
7:15pm - I sit at the gate, which is pretty empty, reading a magazine and waiting for the 8:20pm boarding time.
7:55pm - The gate’s pretty empty. I’m wondering where everyone is. They must be hiding. That’s ok, I’m enthralled by this article about Jessica Alba.
8:00pm - I look up and realize that there are people going into the gate. I look at the board and see that they’ve changed the departure time to 8:23pm. I get up to board the plane.
8:40pm - We take off!
10:30pm - I’m back in Chicago! Yay! The great thing about not checking anything in is that I don’t have to wait for my luggage. I just have to go straight to my car.
11:15pm - I’m back at home. Dave’s still sick, Ben-pao is already sleeping. I’m pooped but of course, I still have enough strength to log in and change the trivia topic!
11:45pm - Of course, I’m still awake surfing the internet. I’m in Ben’s room and I hear him shuffling around. I hear a little squeak and know that Ben’s just about to wake up…this time I don’t mind as much since I’ve missed him while I’ve been gone!
Whew! What a crazy day. I should have known it would be a difficult trip. The last time I was at DFW was during “the worst birthday ever”. I should just make it a point not to fly there!
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