Who needs a phone? Not me. I've got my baby right here and all is right with the world. If anyone calls I can call them back, right? Wrong.
Imagine my surprise when I finally checked my voicemail on the way to the airport:
Hello [insert real name],
This is Gladys from Delta airlines in Melbourne. If you could get to the airport around 3:30, we would love to put you in a cab to Orlando, for free, and fly you non-stop, first-class from Orlando to New York. We hope you can make it.
Did I make it? Why no, I did not and had another tight connection in the airport from hell also known as Hotlanta in which I almost missed my flight to NYC and was wedged in a middle seat.
It pays to have elite flight status. It pays even more when you are a true American who obsessively carries a mobile at all times. Especially on flight days.
PS--My temp totally spiked this morning! In fact, it is the clearest temp spike I've ever seen on my chart. Not so happy with the fact that I ovulated on Day 17 though...
Nothing a little Clo.mid can't help next month.