We have lift off!

So morning yoga and I do not agree!  The plan this morning, since the day was going to be so hectic, was to wake up at the crack of midnight and do Yoga X. Ambitious, I know. My alarm was a set for 5:15. It went off at 5:15. Then 5:25. 5:35. You get the picture. At 6:10 I finally rolled out of bed, put on yoga pants and a sports bra and headed into the living room. I figured I could at least do 35-40 minutes. Then I realized the workout was 1:35:42 long. Keep in mind that yoga is my least favorite workout. Within minutes I am bored and looking for something else to do. My mind cannot stay blank. I forget to breathe. The list is longer, but I won't bore you. So the time tracker at the bottom was very discouraging. 12 minutes in, I quit and went back to bed. Slacker. I have the dvd's packed, so hopefully I can squeeze in legs and abs tomorrow.
I worked for a couple of hours this morning then rushed back to the house to meet the inspector. The buyer arrived shortly after he finished. It was so nice to meet the woman who plans to raise her children in this house that Ron and I have worked so hard to turn into a home. She is a single mom expecting her first child. I hope they are able to make many happy memories here!  And the good news is that it looks like there is nothing major wrong with the house!  I didn't think there would be, but it's still worrisome that there will be something that makes her change her mind.  I guess we can start packing when we get back from St Louis!
As soon as they left I was off to the airport. Then, I got to wait in lines!  One at security, one at Starbucks, one to get to my seat on the plane.
Snack from Starbucks: 

tall caramel light frappucino made with soy milk. I also got a slice of banana nut loaf, but I ate it before I could take a picture. It was yummy. The fruit probably would have been a better choice, though. I also have some granola stashed in my bag.

I think I might be in the minority. I love to fly. Love it. Even in the cramped, tiny seats where I can never really get comfortable. I think it's the adventure. Knowing that at the end of this journey, there will be new places to experience, new pictures to take. And the return flight home is just as enjoyable. Heading back home to loved ones. It's also a little bit of a rush. Sitting on the runway, as they start to rev the engines, I can't help but smile. The speed, the bump as the wheels leave the ground. Love it!  I have a big goofy grin on my face just thinking about it!  I look out the window and watch DFW get smaller and smaller. Trying to find landmarks I know, determine which lake we're flying over. Today I had to close the window, though, because the sun was reflecting off the wing right into my eyes. Pooh.
I will post pictures as I can, though I won't get to see much of St Louis during my short time there. Can't wait to get there!