Further evidence that I officially have no brain left? Oh, buckle up--it's a good story. Tuesday night (after a crappy, long day--seriously, aren't all days following a long weekend terrible?), I was sitting in my 3 hour grad school class--already on the verge of a breakdown--when my brother texted me asking me to send him my flight confirmation for the weekend. (I'm going to Florida to visit my brother, sister-in-law, and niece and to run the Disney Princess Half Marathon Sunday.) 2 minutes later, my brother messages me on gchat saying, "WTF, this says January." Folks, when planning my trip to Florida for a FEBRUARY half-marathon, I booked a flight for a weekend in JANUARY. And didn't notice. WHOOPS.
Knowing I was in class (and probably moments from curling up in the fetal position), my wonderful brother called the airline and booked me a new flight. Unfortunately Flight #2 set me back $400+ more dollars which, added to my original ticket (that I can't get a refund for--seems they don't give refunds for things that fall under the "dumbass mistakes" umbrella), makes this one expensive flight to Florida! Oh and instead of a direct flight I now will be enjoying a 4-hour layover in Dallas. Annnd will be taking off during a snowstorm it seems...Yikes.
My whole family agrees that I officially an not allowed to book my own airline tickets anymore, and probably shouldn't even be trusted with a credit card in general...Honestly, I'm not even sure I can handle flying alone after this. Hold me.
|Boarding passes for the CORRECT day and Race Waiver--check!!|
I'm trying to stay positive and see the humor in the whole thing--it really is kind of hilarious. Thank goodness I was able to get last minute flights at all and on the dates I'd planned too! It definitely could have been worse!!
Oh well. I ((somehow)) made it through the week and in 24 hours I will be with this girl:
And in 60 hours I will be running here:
And everything will have been worth it :)