Those 70ish Girls

I’m waiting at the airport. I got here yesterday. I was worried I would miss my plane, which wouldn’t be okay.

I’m going to Wyoming for my grandson’s graduation. By now I could have made it to the International Space Station.

I’m really not a shopper, but I’ll tell you something funny. I spent hours in an airport store and now I have no money.

I’ve had three cups of coffee so tonight I’ll lie awake. I didn’t buy a candy bar. Too much sugar makes me shake.

The voice on the loudspeaker keeps reminding us nonstop to wear our masks at all times. They must have a mean mask cop!

I’m changing planes in Denver. I’ll have to run from gate to gate. You know the plane will leave you if you’re just one minute late.

When I only had ten minutes left until I got on board, the voice on the loudspeaker said what I shouldn’t have ignored.

The gate has changed again. Now isn’t that just great? I’m at #6 but I leave from thirty-eight.

Well wouldn’t you know it. Now I’m in a fix. I got to #38, but my mask’s at #6.

I’m glad it’s only Tuesday and there’s a toothbrush in my purse. Graduation is on Sunday. It could be so much worse.