I’ve been sort of half-ass fretting about missing a plane in October. (CliffsNotes version: Booked a work trip to a major airport hub. Booked a separate personal trip to start the second I land. Not sure that I left enough time to collect baggage/change airlines.)
Anyway, my friend had called the airport on my behalf (as I wasn’t getting anywhere with the airlines) to find out that I’ll be landing in Terminal 1 and baggage claim is by Terminal 3, where the second plane takes off two hours later. I’d be cutting it close and taking my chances on rechecking my luggage, but enh. I’ll deal with that when I get there.
Today Expedia e-mailed me to say that my second flight will be delayed a half-hour. Meaning? I will have that much extra time to change airlines and recheck baggage and have a real shot at staying on schedule. Woo hoo!
I’ve been feeling ridiculously overstressed, overworked, underpaid and certainly underfucked 😉 but perhaps once in awhile, when life throws you a line, you realize it’s not for you to hang yourself with.
In celebration, I finally made a doctor’s appointment about my headaches. It’s at 8 a.m. and I have work to do at that time, so it’ll suck to get up even earlier, but it’ll at least guarantee that I will be in an achy, foul mood when I get my head examined. Yay for a prescription to come (I hope)!