I completely jinxed myself yesterday morning.
Having travelled a lot I have gotten pretty proficient at packing. I used to just throw stuff in a bag last-minute and figure out what I was going to wear when I got to my destination. This trip, I took some great advice and packed fewer items in the same color palette, so I could mix and match to my heart’s content. But I started off the morning bragging about how good at travelling I was getting. I had not left the house at this point, come to think of it, hadn’t even finished packing….
We get in the car.
“Oh, Jenna, did you bring this?”
“Oh, crap, no.”
“Did you remember to pack that?”
Off to a great start…
I get to the airport, manage to check in and get to security and it turns out I booked my ticket in my maiden name. I also refused to take blame, so I’m standing in lines for an hour and telling Victoria “I don’t know how Chad even knows my maiden name to book the ticket.” Well, smart-ass, because he doesn’t. I booked the freaking ticket.It was my fault.
We get everything figured out and get through security and it turns out Victoria accidentally left her mother pocket knife in a pocket of her camera bag. So back through security she went to mail it back to herself.
So lesson learned….Don’t brag about how good a traveller before you leave the house, your setting yourself up for disaster.
We did arrive to a fabulous dinner c/o Vic’s dad and our co-workers at the hotel with tons of merch and stuff for our booth! So exciting!