Just when I thought I could leave my travel stress behind, a new e-mail popped up:
OK for you non-Danes out there (there might be one or two), the message reads: I need to check in for my flight to LA.
Why can’t they just leave me alone? Where is the humanity? Where is Wonder Dog when I need him?
Stretching of course. Wondering why we haven’t been out on a walk yet…..
“Get your priorities in order”, he seems to say.
True, true. If only I had my pants on, then we’d go….