Dear Kid,
The airlines are learning.
Well, not so much learning as panicking.
According to the meteorologists, Weather is coming. According to the meteorologists who watch Game of Thrones, that Weather is Winter. And it’s coming.
According to the people I work for, several of us will be traveling from Cincinnati to Newark this week. During the aforementioned Weather.
Dear Burglars,
Don’t bother. The Rabid Puppy and the Angry Husband* are staying home to protect the Puppy’s toys.
*Doesn’t that sound like the name of a computer game?
The airlines are so convinced that there will be weather problems that they have already sent out waivers, basically saying “You know that part where we said you couldn’t change your ticket? Just kidding. Go Ahead and change it. Please change it! Please, please change it because we’re already planning a snow day and don’t want to deal with unhappy humans.”
I have not (as of this writing) changed my travel plans.
I have however mentally repacked what I’m taking to include mittens, boots, and a scarf.
And a huge helping of patience.
I’m pretty sure I’ll need all the extra patience I can get.
