Sunday
My luggage found its way home today. Ripped and battered and hopefully all items there. However just by opening it I can see my bag with the new goods in it took a major beating. Probably those bags feel the way I do about American airlines and their quality of service. I guess I am thankful they found them and returned them to me within 24 hours of my landing.
One will go off to work today to try and force the inbox to be a little less stuffed for my Monday morning routines. Hopefully only a few hours of that excitement then home to unpack my crushed looking luggage and a night of nothing in particular. One may run to the grocery store to stock up those basics once again.
Who knows...time is just slipping by and my momentum is going with it.
Peace.
One will go off to work today to try and force the inbox to be a little less stuffed for my Monday morning routines. Hopefully only a few hours of that excitement then home to unpack my crushed looking luggage and a night of nothing in particular. One may run to the grocery store to stock up those basics once again.
Who knows...time is just slipping by and my momentum is going with it.
Peace.
posted by E at 9:43 AM
2 Comments:
You two had a truly hellish flying experience. One would hope it wasn't just American but my experience with them hasn't been all great either.
i have no clue...my first try to okie land through American was grand, but of course the one with the 5 year old was truly hell, both ways.
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