Let me tell you about Ryan's short business trip; what the plan was. Fly to Boston early Weds morning. Fly to SLC late Thursday night. In an effort to make Ryan never want to fly again, this short business trip has turned into a traveling nightmare. His flight to Boston got re-routed about 30 minutes after it left due to some poor woman choking/having seizures. No big deal to the rest of the passengers, but it delayed his arrival to Boston by about 5 hours, and caused him to be late for dinner appointment. Enter today. He gets to the airport, hangs out way longer than anticipated due to some maintenance issues, gets loaded onto the plane... then waits another hour. They finally take off, only to land in Midway (Chicago) where all the passengers have missed their connecting flights... and the soonest flight to SLC leaves... tomorrow morning, but it isn't a direct flight (of course) so he'll have to fly into Vegas and then catch another connection to SLC, to land him home around 4:00pm, and not the 9:50pm tonight we had planned. Lame. I think there should be a rule that if you're flying, things are only allowed to go poorly on half of your round trip, and not the whole thing. Ryan was totally inconsolable... Alright, he was actually fine, and seems to be handling this whole situation with grace and patience, but if it were me... and I was stuck...
This is just a reminder that things don't always go the way I plan, that patience is a virtue, and I should take time to relish when the little things go right.
Owen took almost 100 pictures of himself with my phone during a drive.
He's not smiling in any of them. Weird.
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