So here’s the story.
Last night (Thursday) a little after 11pm we get a call from the girl who’s going to be keeping our kids (and our house) for the weekend. Appaprently earlier in the evening her father had a stroke or heart attack or some fucked up shit and collapsed. She apologized, briefly explained she had to head out (she’s from the Cleveland area) to be with her family.
Our flight to FL was schedule to depart Friday at 12:51pm. Give the 30 minute drive and need to arrive early at the slow-ass Dayton airport and we needed to be out of here at 11am at the latest. So we’re talking 12 hours notice.
On top of this she’s one of my wife’s managers at work and was kind of going to be the go-to person for her this weekend if anything needed done.
It was too late to call around and talk to anyone and now my wife had to be at the hotel in the morning to figure out coverage for the weekend.
Long story short – we don’t know very many people around here well enough to leave our kids for the weekend. It’s a short list and it’s a hell of a thing to ask someone with 4 hours notice if they can take your kids for the weekend.
No one was able to in the morning but we had an ‘after work’ offer. So we started looking into changing flights. Let’s just say the Dayton-anywhere in Florida thing is awfully fucking popular right now. No surprise though as the kids are in the middle of spring break in our school district.
AirTran is pretty cool about switching up flights at nominal fees, but you do have to pay the different in available fares. Most flights are sold out and what’s left only has the highest fares or business class available. We tried a bunch of different airports in South Florida and anything that would get us there by wedding time, but the costs are just outrageous.
I love you lots, Jeff and Diana, but we were looking at a total final cost of almost $600 each to fly down in time. It just wasn’t going to happen. I see have rental car and hotel booking that weren’t canceled within the allowable time frame to avaoid a change to deal with too.
For future reference, if any family members of friends of ours want to die or toy with death, please do it on your own time and not ours?
I’m not trying to make light of the situation and I do hope the girl’s father is ok (we still haven’t heard anything), but I’m royally jacked…and then on top of that I feel like an ass for telling Jeff and Diana we’d be there and not delivering. Shit like that pisses me off.
No party on a boat for me this time. Shit luck doesn’t come my way often, but when a situation plays out in my world, it’s usually fuckered up and huge.
Sigh. Sorry, guys. :(
