Monday morning I was sending the itinerary for my upcoming Vermont trip to my aunt and arrived at the horrible realization that the changes I'd made to my ticket two weeks prior never went through. I immediately got on the phone with Virgin America who said they could get me on the flights I wanted but the cost would be an additional $250 (the original change was to save me about $80). I asked to speak with a manager but of course none were available but they said someone could call me back within 24 hours. Whatever.
As soon as I was off the call, I finished tossing on makeup and rushed out the door to work. Twenty minutes later (the advantage of a commute at an ungodly hour) I pulled into the parking lot, only to realize I'd left my laptop at home. Crap. Normally I could go to the Desktop crew and get a loaner but I'd arrived just after 6:00 am, and no one was there to set one up for me. Not wanting to wait 2 hours for a computer, I called home and my husband saved me by running it up to me. Awesome.
So I logged on and headed into the kitchen to make some coffee. Which I promptly spilled on my hand, burning my finger. Ouch.
So a messed up flight, a forgotten laptop and a burned finger - all before 7:30 am. Could it be any more of a Monday than this?
Fast forward 24 hours.
Work was great on Tuesday; I accomplished a ton, didn't even feel the need to bitch-slap anyone, and I managed to fit a work-out into my day.
I even finished and blocked this:
That's my Swallowtail Shawl in Knit Picks Alpaca Cloud (Midnight) with beads instead of nupps. It's for a silent auction for my high school. I love it.
Thank goodness things balance out now and then!