The boy has left the building

I was going to mention this last night, but actually, I was still in a bit of a detox funk.

We got to the airport with just about the entire suggested two hours early in tact. As I left the car, rather than grabbing my book, my phone, and my ID, I just grabbed my entire work bag. Can you imagine what that meant?

Ultimately it meant I was chosen by the airline for further scanning.

As we are going through the screening the first time, my bag inside the x-ray machine, it occurred to me that my scissor case was inside.

More later, off to yoga...