As I start this post, it's 11:40 on Thursday night. I'm back home from Dulles. Sans Todd. He is, hopefully, in the air, somewhere between New Jersey and DC. His flight was due in this afternoon at 4:00... so Ryan and I left for the airport around 1:30, as it takes 2 hours to get there and I wanted to leave a little breathing room. Turns out, that wasn't really necessary. At all. Here is how our afternoon/evening went (all via text... and no, I don't say the 'f' word, or any other swear words, really, in front of my kid)...
Todd (2:30): Have you left yet?
Me: Half-way there...
Todd: Flight's been delayed 45 minutes. Thunderstorm. Sorry!
Me: No worries. We'll wait.
Todd (3:45): Flight's been delayed 'til 4:30.
Me: No worries.
Todd (4:15): Flight's been delayed 'til 5:30.
Me: No problem... we'll go get dinner.
Todd (6:00): Flight's been delayed 'til 7:00.
Me (muttering 'crap' under my breath): OK. No problem. Still waiting.
Todd (7:00): Flight's cancelled. F**k! Looking at other options.
Me (swearing silently): Let me know.
Todd (8:00): Next flight's 9:00... arriving at 10:40. Go home and I'll stay in a hotel.
Me (more silent swearing): No. Don't want to come back tomorrow. We'll wait.
Todd (8:30): Flight's delayed 'til 9:45. Will probably get cancelled. Go home!
Me: OK. Call me tomorrow morning and we'll sort it out.
Todd (9:00): Delayed 'til 10:00.
Me: Stuck in f**king traffic!
Todd (9:30): Delayed 'til 10:45.
Me: Still stuck in f**king traffic!
Todd (11:00): BOARDING!
Me: Yay.
And then it was 11:30 and I was pulling into the driveway, Ryan snoring, Todd God only knows where. It wasn't a great day, my bloggy peeps. Tomorrow will have to be better. At least I should get to lay eyes on my friend. One can hope, anyway.
22 comments:
Let me guess, he was flying Schlamerican?
Surely to goodness you'll get to see him. What a sucky day.
Hang in there. Tomorrow's a new day...full of Todd.
Oh my gosh with the iffy airlines these days! The last time I travelled via plane (just a few months ago) my flight was delayed 4 times and then cancelled, too. But, did we have bad weather to blame? HELL NO!! I'm still not sure that we had to blame. And, yes, I totally give NWA the stink eye everytime I see them in the sky!
Well, at least Todd is used to our crappy transport...so he'll be ok!
oh god Diane that sounds so awful- i would be pulling my hair out ...what we do for friends......would he do it for you ? of course he would xx
Aw Diane, sorry for you and sorry for Todd! Traveling is sometimes a nightmare.:(
Wishing you a great TGIF "Avec Todd".;))
Honey, I'm so sorry for your rotten day! Hopefully the weather will cooperate and you'll have a better day today.
I'll keep my fingers crossed! XO
Sorry for your awful, sucky day! But today will be grand... enjoy!!
Not good all around. At least he was considerate enough to text you. Today the sun is shining and it will be beautiful. Hope Todd makes it in safely.
OY VEY!
I hope you see Todd today because he is HAWT!
Have a great weekend Diane!
Good Grief!
That had to have been very annoying.
Hope today is SO much better for you!
Well after that crappy day I hope your friend arrives safely and you spend some quality time catching up...I think I would have been swearing under my breath as well.
Yes Diane dear have a lovely time with your friend. ♡
Hmm... don't they say the good things are worth waiting for? If that's true, Todd must be spectacular. :)
Sorry for such a bummer of a day. I hope things will be twice as exciting when you actually get to see him.
My one friginsucktackular Dulles story is that I lived in McLean, got to Dulles and THEN found out the person I was picking up was flying into Reagan (it was National at the time).
I'm not going to repeat what I said at the time...
BUMMER! I feel your pain! So darn frustrating. It will be SWEET when you get to see your friend, all the more SWEET!
Here's hoping that you all have a easy breasy weekend together! ;-)
After all those shenanigans your bound to have a wonderful weekend Diane. You enjoy yourself, you deserve it!
Oh, and here's a rather sexist aeroplane joke! Not one of mine, to cheer you up!!
Bill, Hillary, and Al were in an airplane that crashed. They're up in heaven, and God's sitting on the great white throne. God addresses Al first. Al, what do you believe in?
Al replies, Well, I believe that the combustion engine is evil and that we need to save the world from CFCs and that if any more freon is used, the whole earth will become a greenhouse and we'll all die.
God thinks for a second and says, Okay, I can live with that. Come and sit at my left. God then addresses Bill, Bill, what do you believe in?
Bill replies, Well, I believe in power to the people. I think people should be able to make their own choices about things and that no one should ever be able to tell someone else what to do. I also believe in feeling people's pain.
God thinks for a second and says, Okay, that sounds good. Come and sit at my right. God then address Hillary, Hillary, what do you believe in?
I believe you're in my chair.
Oh noooooo!!!
stupid f'ing rain!
Oh gosh, that's bad. Really bad. Not compared to big horrible things, but definitely enough to ruin a day or a trip. I'm impressed with how many times you said "No problem" - what a sport! Kudos for your patience.
That kind of never ending delay reminds me of road trips with my Dad where he would diet and put the rest of us on diets, and often drive so late into the night our legs (we're all quite tall), just ached with the need to stretch out straight somewhere and go to sleep. .... and alas, hour after hour would pass, and we were still stuck tight in bent positions, aching for the freedom to straighten out ...
I literally feel your pain. Hope he gets to visit and that things just get better!
When well made plans go awry. Damn!
Let's hope today and the rest of his visit more than makes up for the yucky start.
So sorry to hear about your shenanigans with weather and the airlines, Diane! Here's to a great week for you, my dear frien! xox
Sometimes, no matter how hard we fight, the dragon wins. Hope you enjoy the company and the weathers better for y'all.
Oh, this was the night that I called Cori and she was in my d/s bathroom hiding from the tornado. Her words: it's windy and sh*t, I'm staying in here. Sometimes I think it's stupid they made that bathroom so big, but then when you and Ryan get trapped in there by my cat, and Cori seeks faux tornado (windy and sh*t) coverage in there, maybe it's not so bad it's big.
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