Worst Part of the Day - I leave today for Charlotte and my mom tells me at the last minute (after much passive aggressive "oh we REALLY don't care") that I am going to drive myself to the airport. Well by this point I have to hustle (I do arrive late to airports - it's just how I'm wired, but when someone else is driving me, I have loads more time). I get to the airport, can't find the parking at first, wrestle with the ongoing construction and then cannot find the USAir check in. I'm running up and down the airport just feeling the time slipping away. Finally someone tells me "oh it's United." Huh - could we get a SIGN? I get through security and all is well (except this dude did skip the line saying he had a 1:30 p.m. flight and then was on MY flight. But I do think he might have been looking at the boarding time, so I forgive him.)
Also my mom and I had a tense moment before I left. I just really wish she could be more honest with me in a direct way. And I'm sure she wishes lots of stuff from me too - but it's MY blog. And I think more importantly, we can now begin the countdown of giving them back their life. They have been amazing to take us in - but I think it is all wearing a bit thin on all of us (except the kiddos - they just love it.)
Best Part of the Day - Hooray - made it to Charlotte 20 minutes early. I got off the plane, went to the bathroom and by the time I got out my blue Hawaiian bag was circling on the baggage claim. Then Erik, Chris (his brother), Ann (Chris' wife) and I all went out for yummy margaritas and Mexican food. Deelish. Let the fun weekend begin!!
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