Lou usually makes all of our travel arrangements. I hardly ever have to do anything except agree that, goodness, I would like to go on another cruise. Tonight we found out why Lou books all our travel. It is because I cannot be trusted.
Here's what happened. I was busy folding and packing and actually doing my famous last minute load of laundry, so my sweet husband offered to go check me in for my flights. A couple of minutes later, he came back and stood there quietly laughing at me. He had discovered that I had accidentally booked my return flight home on Sunday March 7th instead of Sunday February 7th.
Can you imagine what would have happened early Sunday morning when the ticket agent informed me that I was a month early for my flight?!
At first we thought we would have to pay $150 to have Delta change the reservation, but the agent on the phone suggested that we cancel the reservation for free and then just re-book it correctly this time. The good news is, there were more flights to choose from, and my new return trip home will take just over 9 hours (instead of 11 and a half).
The re-booking process went pretty well, except that booking almost identical flights two days in a row apparently set u]off a fraud alert at Citibank, so the Delta website made me use another card, and then I had to call Citibank and convince them that I was the one booking all that travel.
It's been a long day; I don't know why I'm so wide awake. I'm almost all packed. In the morning, I just need to stuff my ice pack, clinical trial drugs, regular drugs, wig, books, snacks, and pocketbook into my carry-on and then drive to the airport...
Ooooh, my longjohns arrived! I tried them on underneath my black suit, and they are perfect and comfy. I hope they do the trick to keep me warm outside on Friday. My suit is a really thin material, not suitable for winter in Montana. Perhaps not suitable for spring in Montana either ;^)