who tells their husband…

to rearrange his work schedule (and he does),

so that he could bring her to the airport,

agrees to babysit the cutest munchkin in the world
the morning after she arrives in Michigan,
and tells everyone under the sun,
I will be back in Michigan on Tuesday…

…..only to discover the day before she is suppose to leave,

she actually travels in two days not one!!

And then first thing she says after the discovery is:

“Yes! now I have one more day to work out!!!!”

That person is ME

but it sure does not sound like me!!!!

All I can think is,
Thank God I didn’t get as far as the check-in counter
at the airport on the wrong day!!!

P.S.
when you live in paradise,
it’s still hard to leave…
it doesn’t happen only on vacation.