Soooo I have really bad plane anxiety stemming from a horrific ride I took in 2002 where I literally thought I was going to die.
I pulled something really ridiculous last night. I took out my credit card, debit card and driver's license to scan them in case I lost them and then forgot to take them out of the scanner. Flash forward to this morning when I arrived at the airport ready to check my bags and they asked for my ID... panic ensued.
Luckily I have a wonderful husband who drove all the way home and all the way back with them in record time but unfortunately, I missed my flight. I am such an idiot.
So now I am stuck waiting for 2 hours for my new flight: American Airlines 381 and connecting flight 369. I should be in Albuquerque by 1:30 which means I'll be in Santa Fe by 3p. I have to be at the Palace of the Governors by 5p for the reception. Jeez Louise.
I hate flying and wish I was already in the air but I'm not. I can only hope there is some reason for it - like maybe if I had gotten to Albuquerque at the right time, I might;ve had a horrific car crash. Who knows?
I feel bad for the two girls I'm driving from ABQ to Santa Fe who have to now wait around for my dumb ass.


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