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[incandescens]

Well, bugger.

Apparently my tickets are for the 8th. That's Monday. Tomorrow.

I would have sworn on sacred relics of choice that they were for the Sunday, and I am convinced that the woman who was arranging them for me said Sunday all down the line while she was booking them.

Oh well. Have absolutely no objection to spending more time with Beth and Walter and Iolanthe (and am still dumbfounded at very generous pre-housewarming present from Beth and Walter -- in fact, am still in shock) and have just sent emails to home and work explaining that I will be a day later than I'd thought and told them.

But really, I could have sworn . . . oh well. Could be worse. Could have been a day earlier instead. That would have been worse.

Comments

[summer-queen.livejournal.com]

It's a sign. We don't want to leave. If you wake up tomorrow and the tickets say Nov 9th on them, you'll know it's true....

[incandescens]

If that happens, I am declaring myself Officially Worried. :)

[solaas.livejournal.com]

I think that quailfies as a voops, yah. But 'tis absolutely true that the other version would have been _far_ worse. *hugs* <:)

[incandescens]

(hugs) Thanks. I'm rather annoyed with myself. I don't usually make mistakes like that.

[solaas.livejournal.com]

I think April has a good point... ;)

[incandescens]

(snorts) Remind me to tell you all about my lovely new GetBackers idea.

[solaas.livejournal.com]

I have a feeling you'll be paging me about that as soon as you're back in the 'shell. ;)

[incandescens]

Not impossible. Not impossible at all. :)

[flemmings.livejournal.com]

I'm sure the woman said Sunday all down the line, in the firm belief that Sunday was the 8th. It's happened before.

[incandescens]

I think that's probably the most likely explanation.

Oh well. Work can survive without me for an extra day.