The anticipation of the trip combined with the fact that last night was her final night of work for the week buoyed her spirits enough to handle everything (including having to call the cops on some unruly teenage guests). She came home in a good mood, without the terrible stress of the previous two mornings.
Then, she couldn't find her required "Government-issued photo I.D." We tore the house apart, looked through every pile of paper, pulled out couch cushions, moved furniture, went through pockets and dresser drawers, all to no avail.
I was on the phone to the airline, concocting a true story of "lost wallet," when Juli returned from the laundry room, waving her card in triumph. It turned out that our little group had conducted our own Comedy of Errors: Kerne, looking for the house bus pass, emptied Juli's jacket pockets and mistakenly put Juli's ID in his pants' pocket. I did the laundry two days ago (and was careful to check the dryer by spinning the tub, finding a loose dollar bill). Juli saved the day by sticking her head inside the dryer, and found it stuck in one of the dryer's veins with another dollar bill. So now she has her ID and bus fare to the train station!
So we will both go to the airport today. She will return on Thursday, after getting a double dose of Mom-and-Gran love, and hopefully a trip to the beach where she can dig her toes in the sand and relax a little.
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