We were both tired.
It was really early and there was a major accident on the Gardner so we were rushing, long story short, I’m at the airport and my suitcase is still sitting on our front porch……
He dashed off to go and get it, I have my boarding pass and my luggage tags and nothing to put it on, and so here I am….
Trying not to have a nervous breakdown.
Worst case scenario I wear the same outfit for three days.
Hey maybe I’ll get a new top!
Or strangle my hubbie……whatever……rolling with the punches……or at least trying to.
Peace, love and fibre,