Saturday after we got home from the zoo, I decided it was time to get serious about getting our plane tickets for the fourth of July. We are planning on going to Utah and having a reunion with Jared's side of the family then, and I knew we had enough miles to get at least two tickets. I found the perfect flight, and was ready to book it. When I went to check and make sure that we could get both tickets, neither the departure nor return flight was there, at all. So I got on the phone with continental, and after being on hold for 16 minutes and 45 seconds, someone finally answered. She placed me on hold to ask someone else a question, where I remained for another 7 minutes and 23 seconds, then came back and ultimately the answer was no. There was only one ticket available for that flight. Sad, and trying to think of how else we could do it, I went to bed.
Sunday we decided to go to Utah for General Conference weekend and my mom's birthday. Tonight I sat down, found the flights, booked them with no problem, was able to find a flight for Jared that works perfectly with his work schedule, and viola. Done and Done.
I really shouldn't try to question and fight, because I'm obviously not in charge.