A day behind

I don't know when it happened, but somehow I got a day behind. I stopped in Orem, UT for a fabulous and extremely hot visit with some friends (97 degrees in the evening isn't exactly my idea of fair weather conditions). And sadly I don't really have any pictures from there because I forgot my camera the day we went up to scenic view points and when I did have it I was distracted and forgot to take any at all.

I left Utah and took two days to drive back to Seattle. I left with enough time to get back, do laundry, and repack everything to fly out to Boston. I stopped on the Idaho/Oregon boarder for the night on my drive, but when I got to the hotel that I had made reservations for, they kindly informed that I was a no-show for the previous night. I had made my reservation for the wrong day. I don't even know how that happened. I stood at the counter with my mouth open.

But I got it sorted out and made it home, did my laundry, and repacked. The night before my flight, I logged onto the computer to check-in and ... oops... apparently I fly out on Tuesday night, not Monday night as I had thought and planned. I sat there staring at the computer trying to readjust my brain. It's true - I fly out tonight and I've been packed and ready for two days now. So I'm not quite sure how it happened or where my brain is at, but it seems my next adventure will start when it's good and ready to.