your a silly sausage
I was having a nice regular day.. just typing up loose ends for my flight tomorrow and just doing regular stuff.
until I re-read my flight confirmation. It was then I noticed that the flight actually left in 2 hours instead of tomorrow.
Quickly got onto a taxi, shoved some stuff in my bags. (sadly most of it was in the washing machine in prep for the flight tomorrow) and waited outside.
I got to the airport to a empty counter, 30 minutes before departure. cursing to myself all the way on the 1-hour taxi ride there.
luckily I made it (thank you fog), only to have my 3 year old call me a 'silly sausage'. I was thinking far worse things