US AIRWAYS dipped their sticky fingers into our finances this weekend. With boomer’s poor tummy under bacterial siege, Aby stayed behind to rally the pup’s defenses but I continued as planned to witness the marriage between Danielle and JP.
Per US AIRWAYS’ policy, the cancelled passenger accrues a $150 change fee.
I woke early this morning and arrived at the airport in time to catch the flight preceding my own. Considering over-booking’s prevalence, I believed I would be happily welcomed on the standby list for the earlier flight. Instead, $75 for an early arrival. But such is business: profit driven.
I fall into a habit of associating time with money. The $75 early arrival bought me two more hours at home. It is a price I can recoup with one hour of tutoring, two and a half hours of engineering, or eight hours of scribing. Aside from tutoring, I accrue a net loss. But my heart urged me to pay up and I saw Aby’s beautiful face at the airport with a full day ahead of us.
It was the best decision I could have made. We drove to North Side where we both sipped “grown-up” coffee, then a stop to Whole Foods before heading home to greet the boom. The pup and I napped, two spoons, while Aby cooked for the week. Then I flipped pancakes while Aby tore down the Christmas tree, bidding farewell to the season until next year. It was a wonderful day; thanks be to God.