Crestfallen

I thought EcoGeoMan was supposed to get home today, but he didn't give me his flight information so I wasn't exactly sure when. I wasn't too concerned since he typically arrives late evening when he travels to here from Far Off Land -- I figured I had a pretty good guess of his arrival time. I really miss him when he's away, plus I'm excited to see him because I'm so bored all by myself despite having just spent a week in FL with my BFF.

So yesterday, when I had to leave early with my carpool buddy because someone ran her car through his garage door and he decided to take today off, I figure working a long day today would be perfect: no carpool buddy, need to make up for yesterday's ditch-out, access to bench space after everyone else gone for the day, and good timing for going straight to the airport from work to retrieve EGM. I had a ton of work planned for my extended day.

Then EGM called me around 8:15 am to tell me he would be leaving home soon and to give me the details for the last leg of his trip. Although one of the flights is very long and he mentioned a couple of layovers, he said he would be arriving here at 7:05 pm. We discussed how I might be late to pick him up since I had all this work lined up for the day, but I said I'd do my best to get there. Several hours later, I got to thinking about his itinerary. There simply was not enough time for him to get here by 7:05 pm. There is a very confusing time change, so I can understand why he thought he'd be arriving today, but it just couldn't be. So I called the airline. Sure enough, he's on a flight that arrives tomorrow at 7:05. How pissed will he be when he realizes he's getting home on Wednesday, not Tuesday? And how bummed was I that I have to wait another day to see him?

The good news is that he does have a seat on tomorrow's flight. He had booked the different legs of the trip separately, so I started to get worried that he had f'd it up and would have to pay for new ticket or something, but I think it's all okay.