I’m a bad girl. I totally ditched WPPI.
I packed for it. I talked to y’all about it on Twitter, here and Facebook. I had every intention of going – had my pass, booked a hotel and flight.
I had already been away from Mr. Wonderful for a few days. I hated it. I couldn’t imagine another three days. On top of that, I really don’t like Vegas and I always come back with a funky sinus infection from all the smoke. I’ve already done two years at WPPI and just wan’t feeling it this year.
With back to back travels, and just shot my good friend’s wedding on Saturday, I already had to double pack and I was a bit pooped.
So, as I sat on my flight to Vegas, I decided mid plane ride to jump off grab my bags and go home.
I had to pay an extra $200, pick up both of my bags from baggage claim, walk across the airport to recheck in, go through airport security again, and wait for the next flight. I’ve never done anything so impulsive and so off track in my entire life. I always stick to plans. It’s my Type A personality. Even friends were shocked when I told them I changed my mind.
But it was was worth it. This morning, I got to wake to my hubby’s face. Something I wouldn’t have seen for days had I been in Vegas. You can call it newlywed fever.
Diana Elizabeth is definitely sad to miss all of her friends she was looking forward to seeing but perhaps next year!