Today my stomach has been in knots. I’m scheduled to fly to Montgomery to meet my husband for Christmas with the in-laws, and I’m praying against every bit of angst in my body right now. I bought my flight around a month ago, and it was the cheapest flight option that I could find that would allow me to leave after work. However, the travel situation is exactly what I would call “ideal.” Allow me to explain, 1.) it’s Delta 2.) which also means flying through Atlanta (which I abhor more than any other city I’ve EVER been to) and 3.) I have a 45 layover in which I have to run from Gate A to Gate D to catch my connecting flight. So you see the situation wasn’t all that pretty to begin with.

Then comes the ice storm that appears to be dooming all holiday travel. It’s supposed to be icing around lunch time today, but eventually subside to rain during the evening.  I hear that Louisville is especially on top of things with de-icing the planes and all the protocol that goes along with that. And as long as I get to Atlanta, I should clear of weather problems. I just need to warm up my hamstrings and get ready to hustle…Lord, give me haste.