This story starts with last night.
A big snow storm came in last night and stayed for a while. I was supposed to fly out of Idaho Falls today, but because it was so snowy, we decided to drive to the airport a little more cautiously.
My flight was supposed to leave at 1:14, and we got to the airport at about 12:45. Now, the Idaho Falls Regional Airport is very small, so there was hardly anyone there. I go to the check-in desk, and the lady behind the counter asks if I want to go on the flight to Denver. I say "Yes" and she then tells me that if I want to, I'll have to either ditch my bag or rebook for another flight, because I'm too late. I ask if there's any way at all to get my luggage onto the plane, and she says I'll either have to ditch my luggage or rebook for another flight. I even asked the TSA people there if they could sneak it on, but they said I'd have to talk to the check-in lady. But we already know what her reply is. So, I called Dad and he said that we'd just have to rebook the flight. Which he did, so now I am flying out tomorrow, Sunday, at basically the same time.
So that's my sad story. 63.
Also, I accidentally spilled orange soda all over my laptop early this morning. And so now the space bar is SUPER sticky and I basically have to punch it with my thumbs if I want it to work. Man, this blog post was hard to write. Double 63.