Overbooked Flight and Hidden Litter Box

Ok, so here is my attempt to stay relatively normal throughout this process. Today was an interesting day to say the least. Mornings are never my friend. Especially when I have only gotten 4 hours sleep. :-/ After finally getting to sleep around 1 AM, I had to roll right back out at 5AM to make my 7 o'clock flight at Burbank International Airport. Picture this; pitch black, pouring rain, and a whiny dog in the back seat. Sounds like fun huh? Well we had to stop into Jack in the Box to get Darin a soda because he was feeling low which put is behind schedule, granted we got off on the wrong foot because of the rude drive-thru guy, but that's neither here nor there. After a panic attack about a missed exit and stress about missing my flight due to increased security we got there. I gave my wonderful husband a big hug and off I went. Made it through baggage check and security in less than 15 minutes, which is why I go to Burbank! None of this hour crap! Got to my gate with just enough time to send a few texts and make a couple of phone calls then we were boarded and on our way to Vegas.

Knowing that the trip was going to be a short one, I didn't even bother to try and nap. I don't know if that was a good or bad thing, because when we started to make our decent into Las Vegas, the pilot decided to do a handful of maneuvers reminiscent of a roller coaster ride that left me feeling sick to my stomach. Wonderful. As a person that doesn't like to fly and hates roller coasters even more, this was not my idea of fun. I bolted off that plane hoping to have enough time to eat a little something before my connecting flight....ha. That idea was short lived as I exited the plane at 8am, I looked at the board for my next gate to realize that it was clear across the airport and my next flight was at 8:45. Just enough time to jet across the terminals and buy a bag of Chex Mix. While I was waiting for my group to be called, the flight attendants for the flight kept coming over the speaker in the terminal asking for anyone that had a flexible schedule and wanted to be compensated for taking a later flight. In my mind I was thinking....Uh NO! I get to board the plane and find a seat relatively up close to the front. I parked my butt and prepared to wait. They overbooked the flight! So this poor guy was left to stand there and wait for them to figure out what to do. We sat in the gate for almost 30 minutes! >/ Finally we were on our way, but to no avail my flight did not get better. My vain attempt to get some rest was jolted awake after only 30 minutes by Mister I wanna kick and bang my head against the back of your seat. And when I asked the flight attendant for a beverage she gave me attitude. I mean what does she have to do? Get drinks and stand there. That's it! Her job gets easier and easier as the airlines become cheaper and cheaper. She doesn't have to bring out meals, or put the movie on and sell headphones. She has to pass out peanuts and 2 rounds of drinks to a quarter of the plane! My god! Sign me up! Once I landed I rushed off that plane, just to wait at baggage claim for another half an hour for them to figure out which carousel they were going to use. At least my time wasn't wasted. Oh no....as I was perusing Sky Mall Magazine (the magazine that they put in your seat back pocket in an attempt to sell you useless crap that you'll never need) I found this beauty!

"With its Tuscany handfinish, our new litter box looks like a real clay pot, complete with an attractive, artificial decorator plant. Simply turn the entrance to the wall and no one will know (if your cat doesn't tell)!

Finally, A Decorative Litter Box You Don't Have To Hide!
This roomy, covered litter box is constructed of durable polypropylene with removable top section for easy filling and cleaning. A filtered and vented system helps to control odor and dust. Add a blanket or pillow and it can also be used as a secret bed instead of a litter box"

 I am sorry, but this in NO WAY looks like a real clay pot. It looks like a cheap plastic cat-box version of a outdoor dog house. Who would really purchase this and put it into their home? I mean come on! I mean the real topper is the fake plastic plant sticking out of the top. Classy! Just thought that I would share a little pleasantness from my otherwise stressful trip to Florida.

Love you all!