ARGH. I knew this was going to happen, I knew it.
The plan was to go to my grandmother’s on thurs the 24th, go to nashville early the next morning, catch a flight to Durham, stay for Animazement all weekend, leave Sunday afternoon.
But for all the planning we’ve been trying to do over the past few weeks for this… Cath calls me tonight and tells me she has to work part of the day that Friday – the day we’re supposed to be flying out of Nashville at nine in the morning. She originally had the day off, but her aunt got sick last week and she had to go visit (I don’t mean just a cold or anything, it was something serious), and now they want her to make up the time that day, since some other woman who works there is taking that day off. Good for them, bad for me.
Cath’s new plan was to just catch a later flight out of Memphis to Durham – but she doesn’t realise how expensive that is. That’s why we’re leaving out of Nashville. It’s about 150 bucks ONE WAY. Ours is about that round trip. I told her to make some lie, she HAS to get the day off. Hell, I told her I’D come down there and talk to her boss.
I knew everything was running too smoothly!