Drat. Dang. Blast. Boohoo…

I am SO mad at myself. I signed up for the She Speaks conference months ago.  My primary reason for going is for the blogger sessions and to meet the other bloggers who are going. I had it in my head that it started with dinner on Friday evening, and I went and purchased plane tickets without
double checking the times.


But that’s me — I fly by the seat of my pants until I get caught on a prickle bush.  Which is where I’m dangling at the moment.  You know where this is going, right?

I’m scheduled to arrive (if plane travel goes well, and we all know how reliable THAT is) at 2:30pm.  Today I got my She Speaks "confirmation registration and planning schedule" in the mail, and as it turns out, registration is from 1:00 to 4:00, and the first session is at 4:00.  So I was sweating a little bit, but my first blogger session isn’t until 6:30, so at least I should make it to that, right?

THEN I saw that they have planned a special bloggers reception from 2:15 to 3:00.  Which is a lovely idea, and how excited was I to find out that we will have the opportunity to mix and mingle in our own private room before the conference officially begins!?


My stinkin’ plane lands at 2:30.  AND evidently the location of the conference is 45 min from the airport.  There is NO way I’ll make that.  UNLESS I change my ticket.

I would kick myself if I were flexible enough to do so.  WHO DOESN’T DOUBLE CHECK THE TIME OF AN EVENT BEFORE PURCHASING A PLANE TICKET TO GO?

I called USAirways to see if I could change my plane ticket to an earlier time, and it will cost $170.  Ouch. 

My only other option is to go standby.  There are two earlier flights.  But if I do that, I could potentially sit around the airport for HOURS and still not get to Charlotte until 2:30.

Is it worth $170 for peace of mind?

Or should I ditch it altogether and plan to get there late?

I don’t think I can handle the stress of standby.  That WILL stress me out.  And if it doesn’t work, it could be a miserable day, meaning a miserable start to the whole weekend.

What would you do?  Am I over reacting?  Should I just get over it?  ARGH.