Well, I might never live this down: I forgot--yes, forgot--to get myself a return plane ticket from Florida. The plan was always for Seth to drive back to New Orleans to return the rental car and then fly out of N.O., while I would stay one day longer and fly out of Pensacola with Lucy. I thought I bought my return ticket about a month ago--I even knew the flight time of the flight I "purchased." But it seems I never purchased a ticket. I think there must've been some error when I "purchased" my ticket online. So now I am searching for flights home and I think my mistake will cost us about $200. Ugh. To make matters worse, Seth is bringing it up about every five seconds. Seriously. I think he's not angry about the cost difference due to his sheer astonishment that I could've forgotten something so important.
In other news, Seth woke up again last night frantically searching through the bed linens for Lucy, saying over and over "where is she?!?! I can't find her!!!" HA. He doesn't remember doing that. He's done it before but it's been a while. While before I thought it was just funny, now I wonder, in light of my recent forgetfulness, that maybe I should be slightly concerned when he does this. But I don't think so. I will just chalk my ticket purchase forgetfulness up to some kind of computer glitch.
I will post all kinds of info about the beach later this weekend, but I just wanted to pass along this tidbit now. Good night all!
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