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dolariDAY TEN - Durham -> Austin
Emily and I met up with Jessica and Liz in the hotel lobby. Liz and Jessica have thier own stories to tell, and I'll let them tell it themselves. While we were there, the convention president stopped by making sure we all had a good time, and specifically telling me I was invited back next year...I will be there.
Our ride came, and we took one last ride to the airport. I tried not to let it show, but it felt like a funeral procession to me...I was sending Emily home. We just kinda got into a groove, decided who needed to be what and where, and Emily went to get her tickets...
...or so she thought.
Expedia had changed her flight with no notice AGAIN, this time with us getting there mere minutes before her new flight was scheduled to take off. While she negotiated a new flight to Seattle, I set her up with a hotel room in Seattle. At least sh wouldn't have to worry about where to sleep if she couldn't get home.
We decided to get back to my gate across the airport, since now I would be the first person to take off. I got in line to check my bags...but...they were incredibly slow...and while I was still in line, Emily had to leave, at the same time the baggers needed my attention. Our goodbye was much much much too quick, on the order of seconds, and a kiss. And then she was gone, and I had to sign for bags being checked.
I said my goodbyes to Jessica and Liz and....it was over. The flight to Austin, and the drive home seemed like a haze...esepcially becase of worrying over Emily's flight problems - but she's explained all that and she's got home safe the next day.
And now I miss her. One thing about never meeting her in person was I never missed her. And now, I miss her every day. And it's a GOOD feeling....
Emily and I met up with Jessica and Liz in the hotel lobby. Liz and Jessica have thier own stories to tell, and I'll let them tell it themselves. While we were there, the convention president stopped by making sure we all had a good time, and specifically telling me I was invited back next year...I will be there.
Our ride came, and we took one last ride to the airport. I tried not to let it show, but it felt like a funeral procession to me...I was sending Emily home. We just kinda got into a groove, decided who needed to be what and where, and Emily went to get her tickets...
...or so she thought.
Expedia had changed her flight with no notice AGAIN, this time with us getting there mere minutes before her new flight was scheduled to take off. While she negotiated a new flight to Seattle, I set her up with a hotel room in Seattle. At least sh wouldn't have to worry about where to sleep if she couldn't get home.
We decided to get back to my gate across the airport, since now I would be the first person to take off. I got in line to check my bags...but...they were incredibly slow...and while I was still in line, Emily had to leave, at the same time the baggers needed my attention. Our goodbye was much much much too quick, on the order of seconds, and a kiss. And then she was gone, and I had to sign for bags being checked.
I said my goodbyes to Jessica and Liz and....it was over. The flight to Austin, and the drive home seemed like a haze...esepcially becase of worrying over Emily's flight problems - but she's explained all that and she's got home safe the next day.
And now I miss her. One thing about never meeting her in person was I never missed her. And now, I miss her every day. And it's a GOOD feeling....
