Why is it, that when I have a desire to sleep I stay up all night, and when I need to stay awake (just for another 90 minutes, even), I am suddenly exhausted?
Weird.
Oh, and why do I have to stay up? Because Keith is SURE that Liz told him she was flying it at 8:35pm. Of course, she emailed me her itinerary, which says she’s flying in at 8:35am. So, either:
a. Keith heard wrong and Liz will be waiting for him at the airport 12 hours earlier than Keith had planned to be there,
b. Keith didn’t hear wrong and Liz doesn’t realize she needs to be on an airplane in just under three hours,
c.
d. Keith didn’t hear wrong and Liz has changed her flight since having emailed me the itinerary,
e. Keith didn’t hear wrong but Liz has since figured it out and, in sending me her itinerary was hoping I’d make sure Keith had it right too,
f. or something else entirely.
I’m too exhausted to try and figure it out.
Point is, it is now my job to call Liz at 5:15am and make sure she’s headed to the airport. And, if she has another 12 hours before she’s due at the aiport, I get to hope she can fall asleep easier than Keith can, if he is ever woken up too early.
Happy birthday, my love. You get to sleep and I’m going to deal with this terribly typical Johnson family miscommunication, even though I really really really want to come to bed. You also get eleven new audition shirts. And a yummy cake. *giggle*