I don’t think I do well with afternoon flights. That or they simply don’t like me. Having too much time on my hands in the morning allows me to somehow screw up getting to the airport on time or forgetting something. Having an early morning flight everything has to be done and packed the night before, no time for panic like today. Even so, I made it to the airport in plenty of time.

Luggage was not an issue this time around. I love the fact that Southwest has a self check in. Maybe I was destined to be a checker. I find those self-check outs at stores the greatest thing. As I do as I’m passing the sea of people waiting to check in. That and I can print my boarding pass from home. I gave the nice man working the Southwest counter Rosetta (Rosette has to stay home. Yes, I named my new laugge which I haven’t shared about. Dish and luggage in a short period of time. What on earth is going on here.) and on my way I went to Gate 5.

I fly often, I know the drill with the security check. Have your ID with your ticket out for them to check. Place bags flat in the bins, take off shoes (or travel in Reefs which is always what I do, then you don’t have to take them off), make sure nothing metal is on you and walk through the hollow doorway that scans you. What I did not know is that when traveling with a lap top that the lap top needs to be out of the bag. So when they told me this and then called “Bag check!” I got a little nervous. A lady took me over to the side to do this bag check. The bag is cute, well patted, which makes the fit snug. I tired to help her but she got rather stern with me that I wasn’t allowed to help. She said it like I should of known. If I didn’t know to take the lap top out how would I know I wasn’t allowed to assist her in taking out my laptop? It passed on my way I went learning a very valuable lesson which I resent all of you who have traveled with a laptop before and not telling me such a vial piece of information.

After that whole incident I went to my gate and sat down. Got myself a box of chocolate silk soy (its yummy, really) and got a book out. Shortly after opening “Shopaholic Ties the Knot” outside of the gate’s window a swarm of bees grabbed the attention of much of my fellow flyers. The novelty of the bees died down and then over the speaker system a Southwest lady told us that due to the bees our plane would be arriving at Gate 10 and 20 minutes late.

So lets recap, shall we? Stress of morning, security check, bees, late plane and a new gate. Has to get better, right? Oh, we haven’t even gotten to Nashville yet!

The captain on the flight tells us that he’s going to try and make up time in the air for us. He sounded friendly, so I trusted him. 20 minutes late for my connecting flight isn’t a biggie, especially when they told us travelers to NC that our gate was right next to the one we were coming out of. So we start to make our descend into NC when the caption comes on, “Folks, were about 40 minutes late. Sorry about that. Thank you for putting up with all of our delays today, hope it didn’t trouble you to bad. Have a great night and come back and see us real soon.” I do the math in my head, this means I have 7 minutes to get to my next gate, not a big deal because like I said, its right next door. But I have to pee like no tomorrow. I hate airplane bathrooms, so I try to hold it for as long as possible. I even skipped my water in take yesterday to make sure of it. So I kinda bolted out of there and walked to my gate to make sure it hadn’t moved or anything. The word “delay” was written next to the flight number. I don’t even look at the time I know this means I have plenty of time to get to the bathroom. Almost knocking two women down, I make it. I walk back over to my gate (360) and look at went we are leaving. 9:15pm it reads. 9:15?! Lets do some math again… a hour time difference, about an hour flight. 11:45pm is when I was getting in, instead of 10:30.

Flight wasn’t my best yesterday. With all the trouble I was having, I expected to not see my cute new red bag come rolling out of the baggage area. It got lost one time when flying to NC so I’m always afraid it will happen again. Lucky, Rosetta (you, I’m probably not spelling their names right, I will have to check on that) came out with only a few scruffs. I’m not trying to bag mouth Southwest by any means, I like flying them. They sever a mean bag of peanuts for a low price. But yesterday was not their shinning moment and the Nashville airport would give me free internet so my laptop powered down on me. The great thing about that is when I started it up today that Luke was waiting for me. I think today is going to be a good day. How can it not be when Luke pops on your screen first thing? That and its Kari and Alisa’s day of fun!