I got six hours of sleep last night which didn't feel like nearly
enough. I got up and ate a breakfast of leftover pizza and
breadsticks before getting ready. Then I finished packing up the
last of my stuff. With all the books and extra crap I had I needed
to do a little rearranging. I ended up using the bag I bought last
night for my laptop, 3DS, phone, and three books. I had a bunch of
random papers, my giant conference program, a book, hoodie, laptop
charger, water bottle, and other miscellaneous things in my backpack.
And then everything else was neatly crammed into my suitcase.
My shuttle picked me up on time but only because I was lucky. She
had four stops all scheduled at the same time and by the luck of the
draw, she picked me first. I believe the last person was picked up
thirty minutes later. Had that been me, I would have been a little
worried if my shuttle was thirty minutes late. I probably would have
gotten an Uber at that point, now that I'm all in the know about
Uber.
We got dropped off at the airport shortly before ten o'clock after
about an hour on the hour. They had curbside check-in and I kind of
did that. They also had another version of curbside set up right
next to curbside, even had the same line, but it was somehow
different. I can't remember what they called it. The difference was
that they worked on tips, or at least that's what the guy told me. I
didn't really care though because it was super quick, the guy gave me
really clear directions to get me where I needed to go, and I avoided
the long check-in line inside. Worth a tip.
I apparently looked a little confused when I got to the security area
because a guy working there came up to me and said I looked confused.
Or maybe I just looked suspicious. Either way he helped me out.
There was a wait at security but the line went pretty quickly. After
I got through I went and sat at a bench next to a boy eating
pancakes, so I could more easily put on my shoes. The pancakes and
syrup smelled really good. I got my shoes on just in time to catch
the tram over to my terminal.
Then it was just a hurry up and wait situation because I had an hour
before boarding started for my flight. I took that time to read the
Benjamin Button graphic novel. I would say that was a good
use of my time.
It was really nice being in the 'A' boarding group, even if I was
second to last. It felt like the plane was practically empty when I
got on and I was able to get a window seat. Not long after sitting
down a mom with two small girls sat down in front of me. One of them
was two years old and she was the one that randomly cried and
screamed throughout the flight. It was mildly annoying but the noise
in the cabin was great enough that it cut off a lot of the screaming.
I had almost sat in that row, which would have probably caused them
to sit behind me, which would have been way worse because the sound
would be coming right at me.
On the flight I finished reading the information about F. Scott
Fitzgerald in the back of the Benjamin Button book, took
pictures out of the plane window, read a little bit about library
security, and played Ocarina of Time on my 3DS. It has been
so long since I”ve played that game that I really had no clue what
the hell I was supposed to be doing. I ended up just running around
and accomplishing nothing. I went to the one place that has been
hinted at but I have no idea what I'm supposed to do once I'm there.
Oh well.
The coolest thing about the flight was the tracker that you could
access on your phone over the plane wireless. You were able to see a
map with the plan flying over it so you could see the general
location of the plane. You could also see: flight time remaining,
estimated arrival time, distance remaining in miles, altitude,
heading, and ground speed. Very cool.
My mom and sister met me at the airport and after waiting forever to
get my bag at baggage claim, we headed to the car and then home. We
stopped and had a late lunch on the way back and it was the first
time I've ever eaten at a Cracker Barrel. I don't know how I've
managed to avoid that but it should changed because the food was
really good. Namely, the pancakes, which were way better than
Village Inn. I also got a blueberry muffin but didn't have any room
for it after the pancakes so I took it home for later. I had
lemonade to drink and I think it was the real deal, homemade and all
that. I had almost two glasses and I could have had more but then we
would have had to make twenty pit stops on the last leg of our
journey. Right as we were about to leave there was a downpour so we
ended up wandering around the small store in the front of Cracker
Barrel while we waited for the rain to pass. That didn't take too
long and then we were back on our way.
When we got home I showed my mom all the stuff I got and then I
started doing laundry. I only managed to get two loads done and
still have one to go. I also watched YouTube videos and tried to
stay awake long enough for the second load to finish. Which it has.
So I'm going to go to bed now. After I find the email that mentions
when I'm supposed to be at work tomorrow. I'm remembering nine
o'clock but I can't find the email. Fake out. I just found the
email, and my memory was correct, I go in at nine o'clock. Noon
would have been nice so I could have slept in, but would have also
meant working until nine o'clock at night, which would have sucked.
So I'll try and power through waking up early, yet again. I am glad
to be home but it also means I can no longer ignore all the crap I
need to get done in my real life. Being so busy and out of my
element for the past week was a nice distraction but now I need to
get back to the stress that is my life this summer. I can already
start to feel it overwhelm me.