An Early Morning

I missed a flight years ago in Denver. I had come out early to Denver to work, leaving my wife and two boys in Virginia to sell a house and get ready to move out West. I was late to the airport one morning, missed a one stop flight to VA, and ended up spending all day, on a 3 city, standby, long journey that had me arriving in Va late at night, 7 or 8 hours after I was supposed to be there.

I think that’s why I struggle sleeping the night before an early flight. Today wasn’t too early, an 8:40am departure, but that meant I needed to leave a little before 7am to get to the airport. So I would be getting up at a regular time, but somehow I couldn’t sleep. I set my alarm for 5:45, being slightly paranoid about being late. However I couldn’t really sleep after 5 am and ended up tossing and turning until about 5:35 when I gave up.

I could have run, but didn’t (I’d have needed to get up at 5:15 to do that and feel safe). I was supposed to arrive in Charlotte at 3pm, so I’d have time, even with delays. I did finish packing, took the trash out, and cooked Delaney a chorizo breakfast burrito before packing up the Porsche for the drive to the airport. I said good bye to Delaney, kissed a sleepy Kendall that was just waking up, and kissed Tia before leaving on my journey to SQL Saturday #33 in Charlotte.

This is the start of a crazy month of travel for us. I decided on this trip as a favor to a few friends, and to hand over the SQL Saturday brand to the PASS organization. However I leave Sat afternoon a little early before flying home to land around 11pm. Tia leaves about 5am for her 8 day trip to CA, so we’ll have about 5 hours together before we’re apart again.

Not looking forward to missing my wife for the next week.