Bloomington

I was at the airport more than two hours early this morning but almost missed my flight anyway. Normally, we do not bring checked bags on our trip, but this time I had to as I had several items for Brett, Karen, Meg and Cameron.  I was absolutely floored when I saw the Southwest check-in line for flights to Indianapolis.  There were at least a hundred people in front of me with only two people working.  If I would have been flying to Chicago, I could have walked right up to the counter, but the one I was in was ridiculously long.  The woman helping at the front of the line kept calling for more workers, but from what I overheard there weren't any coming anytime soon.  I called Doug to see if I should have him come back and get my bag or if I should pay $200 more to go on a later flight as I knew that I wouldn't make my 7:30 a.m. take off time if I had to wait.  

As soon as I told Doug my story, I heard a man telling the crowd that there was no waiting outside for curbside check-in service.  All it would cost was a tip.  I couldn't believe that only four of us got out of the long line.  Within five minutes I was on the way to security, bypassing the long wait for only $5.  I was relieved when I made it to my gate and wasn't surprised to hear Southwest paging other customers that were late for their flight.

Thankfully, the rest of my day went very well.  The flight was an easy one and my luggage was the first on to the conveyor belt.  Brett picked me up and we made it to Bloomington in time to have lunch with Cora and Cameron at Crazy Horse.  I was glad that they were able to make time for us as they both had classes and SAB commitments today.  

The rest of the afternoon was spent at Brett's apartment.  I first cut his hair.  We then went over wedding plans, worked on a gift for Karen's shower and started talking about the moving process.  Cameron joined us in the evening for breadsticks and a game of Ticket to Ride before heading out to see The Minon movie with friends.  After Cameron left, Brett and I started a movie whose music was produced by his friend Sponge.  I don't know what I expected, but I really liked the film.  We didn't get to finish it but made plans to next weekend.