Mountain Clams

Homecoming?

So.... let me get this straight.

I got up this morning and grabbed a quick breakfast. I was in Longmont, so I hopped in my truck and started driving. I went down 119 to I-25, then south to E-470. I took E-470 east, paying toll after toll (about $6?), and exited to go to the airport. I drove north on Pena Blvd (the road to the airport) for a while. Anyone living around here knows the airport isn’t exactly in Denver. I pulled into the parking garage and parked on the top level. I walked in door 512 (an easy number for a programmer to remember), in to the main part of the terminal, and into the bathroom to *ahem* take care of some business.

After that, I walked out of the terminal, out door 512, got in my truck and started driving. I paid my $2 parking fee, drove south down Pena Blvd to I-70. I took I-70 west to I-225, and I-225 all the way around to I-25 to Belleview so I could get to work, which is where I am now.

Does this story seem completely pointless to you? It does to me. I paid $8 in fees and tolls and another $7 in gas to drive an hour out of my way just to take a dump at the airport? What was I thinking?

I left out one minor detail. While I was in the bathroom at the airport, I got a call telling me that my son actually missed his flight several hours before, and wouldn’t be landing for at least another four hours, and even that’s uncertain since he’s flying stand-by on a Friday! Let’s add on top of this that he forgot to charge his cell phone, isn’t answering the airport page, and left his insulin at his mother’s in Michigan.

Labels: life

posted by Brett @ 11:33 AM