Life never seems to happen as planned, however it always seems to work out.
I had planned to leave home at 2:00, go and get Royd from work then head out to the airport. In reality I spent spent the 20 min past 2:00 looking for some papers I needed to bring with me.. UGH.. I need a better filing system than my dining room table. Thankfully, I had printed duplicates, that I did find, and I can write in the car -I filled them all in AGAIN and it all worked out. Traffic was light, and my hubby never drives slower than the speed limit, in the end I arrived at the airport only 15 min schedule. It all works out. I should know this, and relax a little but I get worked up at myself and have conversations in my head about how I need to be better organized, how I should have had all the things I needed in one place blah blah blah.... Yes I talk to my self, no it does not really do much good.
The longest line I have stood in today was for coffee, and that was only 2 deep. That would include the bathroom and all check in lines. Things are working out just fine. Boarding calls have started, but I am not travelling with young children, or in need of assistance, however I must add that needing rubber gloves to put on socks, had me wondering if I might just need some help. I hope that the socks help keep the swelling down, I will be a happy camper....
Now I am wandering YVR looking for this guy who is living at the airport for the next couple of months - My adventure has officially begun!