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HOUR 23 of BEING AWAKE

I got up bright and early at 6 am this morning and rode in planes all day and everything was fine until 10 pm.

I was in Seattle, 10 minutes away from boarding the plane, when the news came over the intercom. There was a volcano erupting somewhere between Seattle and Anchorage and all flight were cancelled for TWO DAYS! I'm stuck in Seattle for TWO DAYS!

It's after midnight, I've sitting in the floor of the baggage claim, and they tell me 2-4 hours until the luggage gets here and then I have to find a hotel that will let me keep pets, and try to get hold of my boss since I'm going to miss the first two days of work. And I'm all by myself except for the two cats, so I can't leave the luggage to eat or go to the bathroom and I'm nauseous from being up so long and just really down to my last nerve.

Every year I'm sure that the trip can't get any worse and every year, the trip tops itself. This year it was a volcano. A VOLCANO!!! What's next?? I'm just twitching at the thought of what will happen next year. Direct meteorite strike? Tsunami? Zombie outbreak?

Eventually, I'm just going to stop traveling. They're going to find me old and gray, shut in somewhere, muttering about volcanoes getting me. It would have to be less miserable than this!