This morning I got a message that my direct Minneapolis to Paris flight was canceled. Mechanical troubles. EEK!
After some back-and-forthing I was re-booked to an MSP-DTW-CDG itinerary. The only problem (other than an undesirable layover) was that I needed to leave home 3+ hours earlier. And I still had to bring Cyrus the Great out to Cat Nap Inn. And pack my suitcase. And finish some projects.
A few hours later, here I sit in Detroit waiting for my burger in a sports bar. And trying to remember what, in my haste, I forgot to pack! Oh, well. Better to be a bit flustered than to be flying through the atmosphere in a defective tin can. And lookie, I can see them loading my plane from my table! And the cuisine can ONLY get better.