"Really, your parents don't want to bring you to the airport.". That was my inside voice. I was so tired yesterday that waking up today, extra extra early was not a clear vision in my crystal ball.
I normally only see 5:00 once a day, and that is in the afternoon.
My boyfriend could read my thoughts when I asked what plans if any he had to get to the airport. He told me he would get his parents to take him. I told him that they told his daughter that they were hoping I would take him. He offered to take a cab. For just a moment, I envisioned myself all tucked in bed all comfy and waking up at just the last minute to go to work.
I said, "No Paul, I'll take you." A cab is so impersonal and I don't want your parents to have to drive all the way in town to do this for you.
This morning, 5:00 am was not so rude to me as I thought it would be. I'm not a morning person, so I expected it to be very difficult. I am a little tired now, but happy to have been able to see there happy and excited faces board their plane.
They will be picking me up on Friday..
I pray they have a safe trip.
I am thankful for the kids being ready this morning when we told them to be ready, having coffee readily available this a.m., and for money to buy lunch (as yesterday was too lazy a day!).