And I'm Off!

I got up at 3:45 this morning, put on my favorite traveling clothes, loaded the car (well, my man did that) and headed off to the airport. I managed to get through saying goodbye to Pepper and the kitty and fish with only a little sniffling. I also got through the airport without making a scene when I had to say goodbye to my sweetie. So I guess I can say I survived the first flight of the actual travel portion of my grand adventure. The flight itself was uneventful, fairly smooth and quiet enough. I've made that particular flight many times before. I even saw somebody I know there. I made it to Salt Lake City airport, found which gate my next flight leaves from, checked the time, got a yummy smoothie from Jamba Juice, and settled in to wait. While I was sitting here I sent an e-mail to my "relocation counselor" about why my car wasn't picked up Friday like I thought it was supposed to. And to let him know to call my other half with the remaining arrangements as I am no longer there to coordinate with the movers. After that was done, I apparently decided things were going too smoothly and promptly knocked my smoothie over to spill all over my hoodie and the floor :( Apparently there's nobody in the airport that knows how to page maintenance to clean up a mess either. I feel really bad too, it's gonna stain. *sigh* At least it wasn't my cute jacket that I'm planning on wearing tomorrow. I just hope my 87 pounds of stuff I brought on the plane is enough to get me through 'til the rest of my crap arrives...