Yesterday, I wrote that Southwest had no idea where my suitcase was - the black suitcase with the yellow ribbon on it and TWO luggage tags. I was starting to fear that if I hadn't heard anything today that my bag and all of its contents would wind up in Alabama. I was making a partial list of contents, but I just honestly couldn't remember everything in it.
I'd think I had it all and WHAM!, I'd remember something else. Honestly, none of it was very valuable. There was no jewelry or pictures. But it was MY STUFF... it was my pajama pants that I've worn almost non-stop since I got pregnant. They are old and I'm sure not real pretty to look at, but they are priceless to me. I'm sure they were originally $9.99 from Target. But now after years of wear, PRICELESS!
Last night while talking to T on my cell phone, I had another call. I recognized the number and practically hung up on him. It was Southwest calling. Not only did they know where my bag was, IT WAS IN OKLAHOMA CITY! I let out a "WOO HOO!" It was going to be delivered that evening.
Around 9:30, I was tired and called it a night. T was going to stay up and wait for the bag. As I was getting dressed for bed, my cell phone rang again. It was Southwest again now giving me a time frame for delivery, 11 pm - 3 am. After talking over several delivery options, I said to just deliver it and I'd leave a note on the door.
Even though we live in Hooterville, I still didn't want my suitcase sitting by my front door all night. In the note, I said to please knock thinking we'd hear it. Or maybe the dogs would hear and wake us up. Yeah, not so much on the dog front. I'm not sure they woke up at all until the alarm went off this morning. My luck, I'd get the long lost bag back and it would be taken from my doorstep.... where it is no longer the responsibility of the airline and now I have no recourse because I left a note on the door.
So needless to say, I didn't sleep well. I kept waking T up every 30 minutes to ask him to check for the bag. I don't remember this, but he says I did. I know I didn't sleep well, so I'd believe it. I do know that at 3:35, I woke up and asked him to go check. NO BAG! Since there wasn't anything I could do about it then, I went back to sleep. When the alarm went off at 6:30, T went to check and there it was!
He rolled our suitcase into the bedroom. It was in one piece, properly labeled with both luggage tags AND the airline tag. But it has returned home to us and now we are complete again.... our family of 2 parents, 1 baby on the way, 2 dogs and 3 suitcases is once again whole.
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