I was up early this morning getting ready to travel. My phone was ringing when I finished my shower, but I missed it. Oddly, it was an international call, and I'd missed two of them. I got a text while I checked my email. My flight was early and Michael was afraid he'd missed me.
Wait, what? My flight is today. He must have mistaken my arrival date for.... Oh. Oh! Drat.
So, this time I really screwed up, and I'm afraid I won't actually be in Athens this week. Sorry. Ridicule is expected, and certainly warranted. On the plus side, I should be able to catch up on work.