I made my ticket to go East for a family wedding almost four months ago so I could get one of the two 25,000 mile seat tickets actually available on any airline in any given year. At the time I made the reservations, there was a niggling thought in the back of my head that scheduling myself to leave at 6 AM was simply not a good idea. But four months seemed so very far away. It’s as though I never really thought it would come.
But it did. And I slept little for the week leading up to the trip just knowing I was going to have to get up at 3 AM in order to leave the house at 4 AM to get to the airport. The night of my departure, I took two benadryl at 7 PM and went to bed. Like that was really going to help. I tossed and turned with eyes that refused to actually shut until 11 PM. Got up. Made a peanut butter sandwich and climbed in bed to read British Heritage magazine figuring that for sure that would put me to sleep. But no. I didn’t get sleepy until about 1 AM at which point I woke with a start every time I accidentally drifted near to sleep for fear I’d overslept.
So I got up at 2 AM and took a shower and dressed and played computer games until it was time to leave.
And once again, as I stumbled bleary eyed into the Philly airport, not sure if it was day or night or what week or month we were up to, I again swore to never do this to myself again.
Would someone please remind me of that before I make reservations for my next trip ANYWHERE!